Chapter 464
“No, it’s not possible.” Nash quickly dismissed Sherman’s speculation. While he might know about a dozen Profound Reality
Realm experts, he knew not a single Mystique Loyalty Realm expert apart from his senior martial brother, Francis.
He guarded the Phoenix Island, and Nash had only communicated with him over the phone. Francis would not have had the time
to help him protect Hera.
Sherman’s eyes narrowed. “Then there’s only one possibility. He’s somehow connected to your family.”
Nash glanced at Sherman. There was a tiny possibility to that claim, but he quickly dismissed it. “If that’s the case, they’d
definitely come out to see me.”
This was considering he had already found himself trusted allies. Why would this person hide themselves instead? Rather, they
should come up to him to discuss the plan for revenge.
“Never mind, let’s not discuss this anymore. Thanks for your help this time. You should go back to the Skye family. I’ll be staying
in Jonesville for a while.”
Nash did not want to dwell on complicated matters. At the very least, he was sure the hidden expert was an enemy rather than a
friend, which was a good thing for him.
“Take care.” Sherman bade him farewell with a nod before turning and leaving without looking back.
At this moment, Harrison and his wife, along with Hera, emerged from the factory.
Nash opened the car door and got out. “Jupiter, you’ve been working all night. Go back and get some rest.”
“Alright, I’ll go home, take a nap, and continue the investigation later.” Jupiter yawned and fastened his seatbelt.
Angelica had already fallen asleep against the car window in the back seat.
“Nash, any progress?” A weary-looking Lauren asked impatiently as she approached. Hera and Harrison both looked at Nash
intently, eager to know who set the fire.
“The surveillance footage in the control room was deleted. We found three suspicious individuals on the maintenance team.
They’re all technicians transferred from the headquarters.” Nash revealed all the information Jupiter had uncovered.
“Hera, were we the ones who transferred them over for the maintenance role?” Lauren asked, brows furrowed.
Hera nodded in response. “Yes, the control room is critical to the entire production line’s operation. I only used the people you
provided.”
“Mr. Jacobs and your grandfather have known each other for nearly 30 years. He watched Baroque and Rococo grow. I don’t
think it’s him,” Harrison stated firmly.
“Well, that may not be the case. Your own older brother used some pretty ruthless methods against us when he was trying to
seize the family inheritance,” Lauren retorted, giving Harrison a pointed look.
“It’s different. My grandfather and Mr. Jacobs served together in the military for several years. They were comrades who faced
life and death together,” Harrison argued.
“Have you heard that money makes the mare go?” Lauren shot Harrison a glare.
“I don’t believe Mr. Jacobs is the type to forget loyalty for money,” Harrison insisted.
Hera could not help but smile wryly at their argument. “Mom, Dad, please stop arguing and go rest for a bit.”
“Rest? We can’t rest now. A major overseas client is coming today, and they specifically requested to speak with the highest-
ranking representative from Baroque,” Harrison replied, his exhaustion suddenly lifting.
He looked at Lauren and said, “Wife, you should go back and rest. I’ll handle the meeting with this client.”
“I’ll go with you. I heard this person can be quite difficult.” Lauren, was not entirely confident in Harrison’s abilities when it came
to business.