Nathalie Quinlan grunted an acknowledgment, her voice leisurely as she said, "I'll call back later."
"Okay."
Mr. Zachmann was actually just worried that Nathalie would be influenced by the online tempo. Since Nathalie took the initiative to say she would call back, Audrick felt relieved.
At the other end of the sofa, the man with his legs crossed lifted his eyelids slightly and cast his deep-set eyes towards the girl engrossed with her phone, saying in a low voice, "Someone must be deliberately stirring things up online, should we check into it?"
Nathalie raised her head, their eyes met for a moment before she was the first to look away. She pulled down her hat, her delicate jawline smooth, without refusing, her expression indifferent.
"Let's check."