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Keira answered the phone, and Fox chuckled, still using an electronic voice. “You’re not Rabbit.”

Keira paused slightly and asked in a calm voice, “If I’m not, then who is?”

Fox laughed, “Your elder sister Keera is Rabbit. Keira, I never imagined you hadn’t died.”

Keira’s pupils constricted at this revelation. She furrowed her brows. “What are you talking about?”

Fox continued, “I was wondering how Rabbit suddenly became so strong. Now it makes sense… Hahaha!”Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Realizing her cover was blown, Keira retorted angrily, “Was it you who orchestrated the events in Oceanion? Were you behind our kidnapping?”

Fox quickly responded, “While I’ve done many bad things, you can’t blame me for everything. As for your sister’s murder… I mean, Rabbit’s murder, I have no idea who did it.”

Keira snapped, “It was the South family! You and my sister are the only ones vying for the heir in Crera’s South family. If not you, then who?”

Fox laughed again, “Believe what you want. I’ve nothing more to say.”

Keira clenched her jaw, “If it wasn’t you, then who was it?”

Fox chuckled, “Do you believe me now?”

Keira analyzed the situation calmly. “If it were you, your target would have been my sister, not me. But the person in Oceanion clearly wanted to kill me!” Keera was just collateral damage!

Fox replied, “You’re quite smart. You’re catching on quickly. Since you believe me, we can talk. Keira, let’s meet.”

Keira’s eyes widened, “You’re willing to meet me?”

“Of course, why not?” Fox laughed. “Though we’re opponents, we’re not mortal enemies! Besides, you may not know the relationship between us.”

Keira was taken aback, “Our relationship?”

“Let’s discuss it when we meet. I’ll be at the Olsen residence.”

At the mention of the “Olsen residence,” Keira’s eyes widened further.

Fox laughed again. “By the way, your father has woken up.”

A chill ran down Keira’s spine, “What are you planning?”

Fox replied, “The house is filled with your father’s people. What could I possibly do? Just giving you a friendly heads-up… Hurry back and join me.”

Keira hung up and rushed outside. As she reached the yard of the Special Division, she heard an argument.

Vincent was holding back Brian, trying to explain. “Deputy Director Dawson, my dad hasn’t stepped down yet for good reasons; it’s not what you think.”

Brian sneered, “What am I supposed to think? He can stay as long as he wants. He’s eighty; I’m only fifty. I can wait. Worst case, I’ll retire as soon as I take office!”

He added sarcastically, “At least I won’t be two-faced, talking about promoting new leaders while blocking their paths.”

Vincent’s face reddened, “My dad isn’t like that…”

But Brian cut him off and headed for his office. Vincent followed, but Brian shut the door on him. As Vincent knocked, Brian said, “I just hurt my back. Are you expecting me to argue with you in pain?”

Vincent paused, looking awkward. After a long moment, he sighed. “My dad doesn’t plan to pass the Special Division to me; I’m just not capable enough. How can I lead the Special Division?”

Squeak!

Brian opened the door, looking at Vincent darkly, “What do you mean? I’m also incapable now. Should I step down for someone better? Just tell me who the old man favors. There’s no need for all this subterfuge!”

Vincent explained awkwardly, “That’s not what I meant. I mean, I’ve always been inadequate, and no one in the Special Division respects me. But you’re different. You’ve always been respected here.”

Brian scoffed, “No need for flattery. “What’s the point of being strong when you’re young if you can’t maintain it? Maybe the old man is setting me up for failure now that I’m older and not as physically capable. Aha, is this the plan? Let me shine in youth and falter in old age, setting me up for later failure. Is that it?”

Vincent took a deep breath, “I swear, my dad has no such thoughts!” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“What’s the use of your oath?” Brian retorted. “Then why won’t the old man retire?”

Vincent couldn’t answer, his silence speaking volumes. He didn’t know the answer.

Brian sneered and slammed the door shut.

Keira passed by and glanced at Vincent, who gave a wry smile, “Keera, believe me. My father doesn’t have any ill intentions.”