Rebecca Quentin sat down on the lawn, her face full of worry, "I wonder how he's doing now."
Christine Quinn sat down with Rebecca Quentin, "If you're worried about him, you're indirectly showing concern for Alice."
"He is he, Alice is Alice. I'm just concerned about my friend."
"Be careful with how much you worry about this person; you might make someone jealous."
Rebecca Quentin suddenly lifted her eyes to look at Christine Quinn.
Christine Quinn waved her phone with a smile, "You know he's a petty guy, which is why you didn't use your phone to call Chester Robinson, right?"
"Actually, I couldn't use my phone to call Chester Robinson."
Christine Quinn exclaimed, "So Howard Geoffrey is even more petty than I thought?"
Rebecca Quentin nodded.
Christine Quinn laughed loudly, "Looks like I don't need to worry about you. Howard's possessiveness over you is no ordinary thing!"
Rebecca Quentin was embarrassed.
"What are you chatting about, so cheerful?"
