Chapter 722

"Mr. Coleman!" Margaret anxiously shouted when she saw Wyatt walking out the door. She was about to chase after him, but Zara stopped her. "You even politely addressed him, pfft! Margaret, have you been knocked on the head by that country bumpkin?" Zara asked helplessly. "What do you mean knocked on the head?" "If you haven't been knocked on the head, why would you treat him so politely?" Zara smirked helplessly. "If I'm not mistaken, he must be the Mr. Coleman that Mr. York mentioned," Margaret responded, frowning. Heh! Zara sneered and questioned, "How can it be him? First and foremost, his age is the biggest problem. That country bumpkin is only in his 20s. How can he be an expert? Have you ever seen such a young expert?" Margaret was stunned for a moment before shaking her head. In her impression, anyone of an expert level was either an old man with gray hair or at least in their 40s or 50s. "Moreover, you heard what nonsense he just said. He wanted you to get rid of the pea