He was filled with anger and had no outlet for it, so he kicked over a chair in a fit of rage and stormed out.

Seeing Theodore come out, the employees who had been peeking around immediately shrank back to their workstations. It wasn't until Theodore, carrying a heavy aura, entered the elevator that everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

Theodore was truly terrifying.

As soon as Theodore left, John rushed in. He noticed the chair lying on the ground and Phoebe standing by the desk, smoothing out the wrinkles on her collar.

Seeing that she was unharmed, John felt relieved. He promptly went over to pick up the chair.

"Phoebe, are you alright?"

Phoebe shook her head, barely suppressing the pain in her chest. She said, "Let's talk about the situation in the company over the past few days."

John was surprised that she got back to work so quickly. Seeing her looking over, he promptly said, "Noah Myers's tour will end tonight, so he should be coming to the company tomorrow. Claire is filming the last episode and will return to the company once it's done. Additionally."noveldrama

Phoebe listened quietly. Although she appeared to be attentive, her mind had drifted elsewhere.

She pondered Theodore's pained and angry expression, wondering if her words had truly affected him. 'But could he really be sad?'

"Phoebe?"

Phoebe snapped back to reality and waved her hand lightly. "I had asked you to look into the matter the other day. Have you found any results?"

"I was just about to update you. I've been investigating over the past few days. Prior to the incident, the female employee had no connections with Vanessa and her group. There were no reports of illness in her family, and there were no sudden extravagant expenses. I don't think she's colluding with Vanessa and her group."

Phoebe frowned slightly. "Did you also look into the paparazzo who caused the disturbance that day?"

"I did. This is where it gets strange. I had someone trace the IP address, only to discover that it originated from within our company."

This outcome was within Phoebe's expectations, so she remained unsurprised. "Did you manage to identify the individual?"

"Not yet; the person utilized a backup account through a local network, making it challenging to pinpoint their identity. However, given that the individual is within our company, it strongly suggests that someone internally collaborated with Tompson to ensure my presence there that day." John said gravely.

While they couldn't definitively identify the culprit, they had a suspicion, albeit lacking concrete evidence.

Phoebe inquired once more, "What about Tompson's assistant?"

John replied, "He's gone missing. After causing such a big issue, he's probably hiding. However, I heard a rumor."

  "Go on."

"I've been informed by some employees at Tompson's studio that there has been recent discord between Tompson and his assistant. The assistant harbored resentment towards Tompson and sought to cause trouble for him. Prior to the incident involving you, the assistant had shared drinks with this individual. In a state of inebriation, he divulged significant information."

Phoebe's mind flashed back to what the waiter had mentioned the day before, and her gaze became intensely focused.