Sophie Thorne was lost in thought for a moment before saying slowly, "I think I saw a drone... Maybe that’s how it was delivered..."
What Sophie Thorne didn’t mention was that the delivery drone had vanished in an instant!
The whole thing was just too bizarre. To this moment, Sophie Thorne still couldn’t figure it out—’Was the blizzard so heavy that my eyes played tricks on me, and I didn’t see the drone fly away? Or was I hallucinating that there was a drone in the first place...?’
In short, Sophie Thorne was utterly bewildered.
She couldn’t figure out what had happened, but she was leaning toward the theory that the blizzard had been so severe that it had obscured her vision, preventing her from seeing the drone fly away.
Hearing this, Ronan Rhodes shook his head and said firmly, "That’s impossible! Our family works with the world’s leading heavy-lift drone company, and their consultants have all said that drones simply can’t fly in extreme weather like this!"
As the leading enterprise in indoor agriculture, Rhodes had also been researching and developing drone delivery to solve the problem of logistics during natural disasters. Unfortunately, in extreme weather, electronic devices like drones are prone to malfunction, and so far, their R&D had stalled.
Ronan Rhodes thought for a moment, then added, "This seafood looks like it was just caught. It wasn’t even frozen; they sent it directly..."
"...But Anworth isn’t a coastal city, and the snow has blocked all the roads. How did they transport the seafood from the shore? Don’t tell me they used a drone to deliver it directly from the coast to The Nimbus Hotel in under ten minutes? That’s just absurd!"
"If this online shop has that kind of technology, they should just forget selling seafood and sell their heavy-lift drone tech. They could ask for tens of billions and someone would buy it!"
Just as Ronan Rhodes finished speaking, his phone rang.
Ronan Rhodes picked up his phone and saw that the call was from Zane Simmons.
He answered the call, and Zane Simmons’s teasing voice came from the other end. "President Rhodes, I just bought a batch of seafood, and guess what? Every last piece is live and kicking!"
"Stuff like this is a real rarity these days. I’ve already sent it to the chef to prepare. Why don’t you come over for a drink later? I also invited President Jennings and Mr. Lynch. We can all get together."
Hearing Zane Simmons’s words, Ronan Rhodes was silent for a moment, then asked, "You bought seafood from that online shop, too?"
Zane Simmons, on the other end of the line, was stunned for a moment before replying, "Yeah, from The Arcadia Store. Everyone in our circle knows about it. They were selling matsutake and other wild mushrooms last year. Just think about it—a company that can cultivate matsutake indoors? How incredible is that! Too bad no one’s ever been able to dig up any dirt on them."
Thanks to the high quality of its goods, The Arcadia Shop was famous among Anworth’s wealthy elite and was their top choice for gift-giving.
Zane Simmons paused for a moment before adding, "Their stuff is really top-notch, truly high quality. They even listed chicken and duck this morning. I was planning to buy a few for my mom to make soup with, but unfortunately, our housekeeper wasn’t able to snag any."
"...Anyway, I just casually mentioned that it was a shame our housekeeper couldn’t get the chicken and duck, and Lucy White went and wrote a script, saying she could buy them with it. I thought she was just kidding, but what do you know, she actually managed to get them..."
There was a hint of a boast in Zane Simmons’s tone that he himself didn’t seem to have noticed.
Ronan Rhodes, however, was in no mood to listen to this nonsense. He cut Zane Simmons off directly. "Simmons, don’t you think The Arcadia Shop is a little odd? The oceans are frozen over. Where are they getting this fresh seafood? And how are they delivering it?"
Zane Simmons fell silent for a moment after hearing this, then answered, "Actually, we investigated this shop last year but couldn’t find anything. Even its bank account is based overseas. We tried to trace the account abroad, but we hit a dead end..."
At Zane Simmons’s words, Ronan Rhodes’s frown deepened.
He thought to himself, ’Even if it’s an overseas account, how could The Simmons Family fail to trace it? This is so ridiculous it’s starting to feel like a supernatural event...’



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