The black helicopter—that looked similar to a falcon—was unmanned, and it was currently flying itself toward Gerald’s location through its autopilot system, absolutely stupefying everyone else who saw it.

That helicopter… It had to cost at least fifteen million dollars, right…? Did it belong to Gerald?

Noelle found herself covering her mouth in her flabbergasted state. Gerald had given all of them his answer without even needing to directly say it.

Soon enough, the helicopter touched down and Gerald got into the cockpit.

Looking at Noelle from inside the helicopter, he then smiled before saying, “There’s your answer. If there’s anything else you need in the future, just look for Zack!”

After flashing her another subtle smile, he then flew the helicopter away without even turning to take a second glance.

“…Oh… my… God. He… H-he really was Mr. Crawford from Mayberry! Gerald’s Mr. Crawford! My god, we’re going to be rich! The Shadwells are going to be living prosperously!” sh