Since he is so eager to have nothing to do with her anymore, then let's make a clean break... At least she has never been weak in front of him.
Sitting in the empty airport hall, Christine Quinn took out her phone and dialed a string of numbers.
The phone quickly connected, and a warm, pleasant female voice came through, "Sis..."
Christine Quinn had a faint smile on her face, "Becca."
"It seems quite late over there, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I'm on vacation in HN, you know, sitting on the beach at night, with the sea breeze blowing, watching the light from the distant lighthouse, it's really a beautiful scene."
Rebecca Quentin chuckled, "It seems you're making great progress with Mr. Jones..."
Christine Quinn lowered her head, still smiling, "Let's not talk about him, how about you and Howard Geoffrey? How have you been lately?"
"Don't mention it, I'm mad at him right now!"
"What?"
