"Alright, Becca, stop jumping to conclusions... My phone's about to die, let's leave it for now."
"Sis, sis..."
After ending the call, Christine Quinn leaned back in her chair, dazed.
Her mind was chaotic and cluttered, filled with the words Rebecca Quentin had said...
He still hasn't returned to New York.
He had said earlier that he'd be back in three to five days at most, but now it's the sixth day and he still hasn't returned home...
It seems like he wants to stay in France and doesn't intend to come back...
Since he didn't come home and doesn't know that she's "run away," what does it mean that he hasn't contacted her these past two days?
Could something have happened to him?
An ominous feeling suddenly enveloped Christine Quinn's heart...
Immediately, Christine picked up her phone and dialed Skyler Jones' number.
Sorry, the number you have dialed is temporarily unreachable, please try again later...
Sure enough, Skyler's phone couldn't be reached.
