Having given all his orders, the man decisively raised an eyebrow and hung up his phone. As for Yigol Foster and the others, he didn't need to worry; when the little lady left quietly six months ago, she hurt everyone's heart, especially Yigol Foster's. Whether or not she contacted him, the shrewd Yigol Foster would probably only reply with "Why don't you come back and see for yourself?"
However, based on his understanding of the little lady, she might be feeling extremely guilty at the moment. Besides reaching out to Seventeen, she wouldn't contact anyone else to ask about Beas; if she couldn't find Seventeen, she would find a way to understand everything about Beas on her own.
At that time...
The darker the man's thoughts grew, the blacker his eyes became, like an endless abyss, showing no hint of his inner emotions.
On the other side, seeing Forsythia Brown still in a daze, Peter Andrews stepped forward, took Forsythia Brown's hand, and asked, "Phoenix, what's wrong?"
