The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 812: Chapter 812: Phoebe Hoffman Doesn’t Know She’s Doomed Yet

”Phoebe Hoffman?” Audrick Zachmann looked puzzled, ”Which Phoebe Hoffman?”

He did know a Phoebe Hoffman, but she was in Beijing and shouldn’t have crossed paths with Nathalie.

Nathalie didn’t respond, picking up her phone and sending a message to @ilovebeingskinny.

[SUN: Help me check if Lincoln Hoffman did take something from the Red Alliance.]

After sending the message, she made a phone call to Silvania Ingram, ”Hello, Mrs. Ingram...”

Zhou Family of the Capital City.

These past few days, the Zhou family had been shrouded in gloom due to Phoebe Hoffman’s dismissal from The Ninth Institute. The family, enveloped in sorrow, had been searching everywhere for connections, pulling strings.

They were trying to minimize the impact of this incident.

However, the Yancey Family, including Lincoln Hoffman himself, was known for not favoring personal connections. The Zhou family had exhausted every contact they had without even managing to see the face of the other party,

naturally resulting in unsatisfactory outcomes!

With this incident involving Phoebe Hoffman, Lincoln Hoffman no longer stayed outside and had been at home during this time. With him there, the entire Zhou family was able to calm down a bit from their initial panic, avoiding total despair.

Midday, at mealtime, the family’s servant served steaming-hot dishes on the table.

Mr. Hoffman, Lincoln Hoffman, along with Mr. and Mrs. Zhou were all present, only the position on the left side remained empty, with no one coming down for a long time.

”Father, have some soup.”

”Mm.” Mr. Hoffman took a bowl of soup and slowly lowered his head to take a sip before raising his head again. Showing little appetite, he put down his chopsticks and asked his youngest son, ”Lincoln, has Miss Caryn Zachmann not replied to your message?”

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou immediately perked up their ears, paying attention to Lincoln Hoffman’s response.

The man, in his forties, was well-preserved. With a square face, average looks, and a lean figure, but with sharp eyes that revealed he was no ordinary man.

At the moment, he frowned, also putting down his bowl and chopsticks, and said, ”Not yet. I’ll give her a call later.”

”It’s good if you can check.” Mr. Hoffman had exhausted all his connections without any progress. Hearing that there was no update from his end either, he lost even more appetite, unable to swallow. He glanced at the empty spot and sighed heavily, ”I didn’t expect Phoebe to encounter such a thing. Now, we can only take things one step at a time, trying our best to seek connections to see if she can return; otherwise, she’s ruined... Out of this generation of Zhou’s, she’s the most like you. With an extraordinary talent in computing, I had high hopes for her. I hoped that the Zhou family would prosper in your hands here in Beijing, but who knew...”

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou shamefully bowed their heads.

Lincoln Hoffman gripped his chopsticks tightly, not saying a word, his face clearly showing discontent when Phoebe’s situation was mentioned.

Mr. Hoffman paused, then continued, ”Caryn Zachmann has always had a special relationship with Mr. Yancey, and the Zachmann family and the Yancey family are old friends. If she is willing to come forward and speak for Phoebe in front of Mr. Yancey, there might still be room for maneuver.”

”I know, I’ll give her a call later,” Lincoln Hoffman said in a low voice.

During their conversation, someone came downstairs—it was none other than Phoebe Hoffman.

Having not been seen for a week, Phoebe looked noticeably wan and tired, signs of sleeplessness were evident under her eyes, and her overall spirit was extremely low. However, her chin was still slightly raised, and the aristocratic arrogance inherent to her did not fade.

She walked down from the staircase in a light blue house dress, her face expressionless and her eyes looked rather grim; she advanced towards the Zhou family members and greeted everyone in a low spirit, ”Grandfather, Dad, Mom, Uncle.”