There were four seats avable in the helicopter.


    The four had to sit facing each other.


    Nash and Finn sat with their backs against the cockpit while Fabian and Melody sat at the helicopter’s


    rear end.


    A smile immediately appeared on Melody’s face when she saw the fox in Nash’s arms. “What a cute


    puppy…”


    An adorably angry expression appeared on the fox’s face when it realized it was being called a


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    puppy.


    “Oh my goodness, does it understand what I’m saying?”


    Melody’s heart felt like it was melting as she reached her arms out to pluck the fox from Nash’s arms.


    The fox lifted its head to whimper in protest and used its paws to grip Nash’s arm firmly.


    Melody noticed what was happening, and she was worried the fox might injure Nash by ident. She


    pursed her lips and said, “Whatever. I didn’t really want to hold it anyway!”


    The helicopter took off.


    Finn sat in front of Fabian, not daring to move even a muscle. He was starting to regret his decision not


    to sit opposite Melody. He felt short of breath just looking at the man, who exuded the air of a


    domineering and powerful businessman.


    After putting some distance between themselves and the mountains, Fabian retrieved his wireless


    earphones from his pockets. He ced them in his ears.


    Then, he used his phone to call Frankie.


    “M-Mr. Hughes?”


    Frankie’s voice sounded unsure. It also sounded hoarse, as if he had injured his vocal cords from


    screaming at the top of his lungs.


    “Yes, it’s me.” Fabian answered before whispering, “Did the jetnd safely?”


    “No… It crashed before it arrived at Jonford!”


    Frankie was still in shock, and his voice shook as he spoke.


    Both Nash and Melody overheard that conversation, and the expression on their faces changed.


    It was just as they had guessed. There was something wrong with the flight crew.


    “Did anyone survive?”


    Fabian knew the chances of that were slim, but he still asked anyway.


    There were eight malicious forces hidden within Universal Group.


    As of now, he had uncovered the identities of five of them. He would be able to get rid of them


    all in one fell swoop once he found out who the remaining three were.


    “The jet crashed into a rocky outcrop and blew up. We can’t even find the corpses of the flight crew


    members and bodyguards!” Frankie said solemnly, pausing before adding, “I think you should stir up


    some trouble!”


    “Yes, that’s what I n to do as well. Locate a reliable assessment center and wait for me there!”


    Fabian said, the look on his face not betraying his emotion.


    “Alright, Mr. Hughes!”


    Fabian closed his eyes after hanging up the phone.


    Universal Group and the Ten Families were two factions made up of four different ns.


    One of the ns, whichprised the Kleins and the Jacksons, had already be exposed. One


    family remained a secret.


    Meanwhile, the other faction had done an even better job of hiding themselves.


    The Ten Families owned plenty of shares in thepany, and Fabian had no ns of alerting anyone


    before he had a confirmed list of the four families.


    The fox whimpered as it stared at Fabian and pawed against Nash’s arm anxiously. It seemed to want


    to be by Fabian’s side.


    Nash smiled a slight smile before letting go.


    The fox was more inclined toward Fabian because they had spent more time together.


    The fox stood on Nash’s legs eagerly, seemingly estimating the distance between the two. After a


    while, it gathered all its strength into its legs and leaped outward.


    It had not even covered half the distance it needed to before itnded on the ground.


    The fox syed on the floor and whimpered.


    Fabian opened its eyes and nced at the fox, but he did not make a move.


    Melody had a pained look on her face as she picked up the fox and ced it on herp. “He’s a


    dangerous man. You should spend time with me!”


    Then, she turned to Nash, “You should name it, Nash. I’ll take care of it from today onward… I promise


    to make sure it’s well-fed and cared for…”


    “Foxy!”


    Nash said the first name that appeared in his mind.


    Melody’s eyes lit up as she happily took the fox’s paws in her hands, “Foxy… Foxy… Do you like this


    name?”


    The fox’s paws were soft and pinkish, just like a kitten’s.


    The fox tilted its head upward and howled like a wolf.


    “Why does it know how to howl?” Melody asked, a confused look in its eyes.


    “It might be because it got separated from its parents after birth and spent the majority of its life living


    with a tiger. It would’ve learned how to howl after hearing it enough times…” Nash exined.