In the corridor outside the manor, Kenneth scanned the surroundings to ensure nobody else was around before instructing solemnly, “Go on!"
“Apart from that, I've obtained some clues about the other person you instructed me to investigate previously. Reichen and his men are obviously their arch-enemies. Both parties have been at odds with each other for many years, and they are always clashing over goods. Coincidentally, Reichen's men are here in Glenport City now too. As for why they are here, I'm clueless about it. Anyway, he's not with them now,”
Fabian elucidated respectfully.
Hearing that, Kenneth narrowed his eyes slightly. There were flickers of inexplicit emotions in his obsidian eyes. Could it be a mere coincidence?
He could scarcely believe there was such coincidence in this world.
“Mr. Hamilton, what are we supposed to do next? How about I bring along some of our people to intercept their goods tomorrow?” Fabian asked.
“Don't do that!” Kenneth stopped him at once.
“Then?” Fabian was puzzled.
“Tip Reichen's men off about it!” Kenneth stated authoritatively.
Perplexed, Fabian asked quizzically, “Mr. Hamilton, why are you doing that? I heard this batch of goods is worth a lot of money, and they'll be on our turf. We can even make a killing after reselling the intercepted goods. At the same time, we can make them pay the price for what they had done previously. But why do you let others benefit from it instead?”
Kenneth sounded sterner as he explained, “Since they are archenemies with Vermillion Base, there's a possibility they'll take our side. Who knows, they might be helpful to us
sometime later. Just treat it as doing them a favor this round then.”
“However, I don't think people who are used to risking their lives to earn a living like them will appreciate it!” Fabian pointed out warily.
“Even if that's the case, will we sustain any loss?” Kenneth questioned him.
“But isn't that money?” Fabian refuted. Good gracious'. It's a large sum of money!
“Am I short of money?” Kenneth asked in return.
Fabian was utterly speechless. I shouldn't have acted smart'. Mr. Hamilton definitely has a point.
No doubt, Kenneth's net worth was beyond assumption. Money was one of the things that he would never short. It was as though he was born to be a business elite. Others racked their brains on making money in the industry, but it was easy as snapping a finger for him. Hence, Fabian could not resist in awe of him.
As the thought occurred to Fabian, he could not refrain from commenting, “Mr. Hamilton, I'm afraid the others might be jealous of you because of your sheer confidence. I feel those men should target you instead of eyeing the goods!”
Narrowing his eyes, Kenneth snapped, “So what? You are even scheming on that now?”
Hearing that, Fabian could not help despising his slip of the tongue and almost slapped his mouth.
“Mr. Hamilton, I'm just kidding. You know that, don't you?” Fabian's flattering voice sounded from the other end of the line.
“Fabian, it's time to polish your sense of humor. Otherwise, you might end up as a security guard of Hamilton Corporation any day,” Kenneth hinted
to him.
Fabian responded sheepishly, “Ah! Mr. Hamilton, you are becoming more humorous now too!”
Even so, Kenneth did not utter any words.
At that very moment, a quick-witted Fabian switched the topic. “Anyway, Mr. Hamilton, are you doing so for the sake of the former Mrs.
Hamilton?”
“It should be Mrs. Hamilton!” Kenneth emphasized.
Huh? Did I make another slip of the tongue? Fabian could barely restrain himself from beating his brains out. What the heck is going on? Could it be my IQ level had a drastic drop recently?
“Mr. Hamilton, I sense Reichen's men seem to be on the move again. I've to get going now. Call me at any moment if there's anything!” Fabian stated tactfully after much contemplation. He hung up on Kenneth before the latter was in time to say anything.
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