Chapter 824: Is It Really Phoebe Hoffman?

Alfred Garland quietly brought over two cups of tea and set them in front of the two men. He then stood silently to the side, where he happened to overhear Audrick Zachmann's impatient words. At hearing them, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he looked up towards the man walking to sit on the sofa. Concealing his complex emotions, he politely said with a focused demeanor, "Mr. Zachmann, don't worry, those people have confessed. We've found out who was behind them ordering them to make trouble for Nathalie."

"Confessed?" Audrick Zachmann blinked, somewhat incredulous as he looked up.

Alfred Garland gave him a confirming look.

"Who?" He quickly became angry, pacing back and forth, his handsome face barely hiding his rage, "Who's been pulling the strings behind those hooligans to hassle Nathalie, some people from McKinney?"