Chapter 817: Handing Over the Film

"You invested in Dragon City, so do you know Owen?" Jamir leaned back in his chair, nonchalantly, "Who in Anbusea doesn't know him?" "Have you met him?" Jamir seemed to think, "Once, he was wearing a mask, so I don't know what he looks like." Callie snorted, "With your personality, you should dig deeper. Aren't you curious about his background?" "Business is about profit. As long as he brings me returns, I don't need to know who he is or what he looks like." Jamir played with the knife and fork in his hand, reminding her. Callie frowned, feeling the gap between them growing wider. "Dragon City is not a good place. If you don't want to drag the Quinn family into it, back out." Jamir remained seated, "Concerned about me?" Callie gritted her teeth, "I have a grudge against them. I'm just afraid that when the reckoning comes, it will fall on you." The smile in Jamir's eyes became more apparent, "You dare provoke Owen?" Callie remembered how Owen almost killed her and wished she