Landry Group.
Because Granny Quinn had already retired for many years, Jim had to go through much effort to obtain Granny Quinn's number.
By the time he managed to get in touch with her, the reporters and spectators outside the building had already been chased off.
The only people that remained were the actors from the PR firm, who were protesting alongside Cheryl's parents.
Jim narrowed his eyes and dialed Granny Quinn's number as he watched the people from the security cameras. "Hello, Granny Quinn."
He let out an exhale and continued, "I want to ask you something; does the PR firm under Quinn Group take every job offer that comes its way?"
On the other end of the line, Granny Quinn leaned against the sofa and took a puff of her cigar as she said lazily, "Why would you say this, Master Landry?"
Jim let out a sneer. "According to my investigation, the people causing trouble at my office doorstep all belong to a PR firm under Quinn Group.
"Now that everyone in Merchant City knows about the connection between the Quinn and Landry families,
I'm sure the people working at the PR firm wouldn't be oblivious either, would they?
"If so, why did they even take this job offer to cause trouble at my office building?"
Granny Quinn erupted into laughter upon hearing this. "Do you know why they accepted this job?
"It was because I had sent them."
Jim's entire body stiffened when he heard this. He furrowed his brows, unable to believe his ears." Granny Quinn, you shouldn't joke about this kind of stuff; it's not funny."
Granny Quinn chuckled. "Do you think I'm joking?
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