Madir picked up the wine beside him and took a slow sip.
Cowell answered the phone.
In an instant, Cowell's expression changed.
"Is the information accurate?"
"Okay, I know. Keep watching their movements!"
After giving some instructions, Cowell hung up the phone, his expression turning tense.
"Our people discovered that the Central Guards Brigade made contact with Afluo."
"Hmm?!"
Madir's eyes widened, "They actually found that b*tch!"
"The message is definitely correct, someone has already seen it with their own eyes. Will she betray us?"
After a long silence, Madir did not provide a clear answer.
But it was evident that the contact between these two parties did make him a bit panicked.
Afluo is too scheming, and it's challenging for Madir to guess what she has in mind.
But one thing was certain, the encounter between them would spell trouble for him, never anything good.
"Alright, continue the investigation," Madir said:
