Eugene returned promptly.
His tone suddenly became humble as he approached Kenneth. “Our boss wishes to speak with you, Mr.
Hamilton.”
Kenneth glanced at him lazily, looking as though he did not intend to answer the call.
Eugene frowned. “We were wrong earlier, Mr. Hamilton, and are here to offer our apology. You can decide how you want to punish us later.”
Kenneth snorted as his frosty gaze swept over Eugene. Though he did not say a word, he exuded extreme anger.
The man on the other end of the line seemed to have sensed something awry and spoke to Eugene, who hummed a reply before putting the phone on speaker mode.
“Mr. Hamilton.”
Kenneth gazed down nonchalantly. Despite hearing the voice, his expression did not change in the slightest.
“My men didn't know better and offended you before clarifying the matter. Please don’t hold it against them, Mr. Hamilton.” Reichen's feeble yet gravelly voice came from the other end.
Kenneth's expression remained calm. A meaningful smile played on his lips as he gazed at Eugene before him as though he could see the person on the other end of the line. “Were your men ignorant, or were they acting under orders?”
“You must be joking, Mr. Hamilton. I am an old man in my fifties. Do you think I'd be that clueless? If you want the goods, Mr. Hamilton, you could take them yourself. Why do you have to go through the trouble of quarreling with me and intercepting it? It's meaningless that way.” Reichen concluded with a laugh that sounded sheepish.
Kenneth listened without saying a word in response.
“How about this?” Reichen suggested. “You may punish them however you like if your anger has not abated, Mr. Hamilton. I leave it entirely up to you.”
Kenneth's gaze swept around him at those words. “Is that so?” he asked coldly.
“You may do whatever you want if it appeases your anger.
“Your men are listening,” Kenneth pointed out. “Aren't you afraid of frightening them?”
“One must pay the price for the mistakes they make,” Reichen declared. “It was their fault for offending you, Mr. Hamilton. They brought this upon themselves. As long as it appeases you, anything goes.”
Kenneth laughed. His fair face emanated a severe chill. “And what if I'm still upset?”
“What would you like to do, Mr. Hamilton?” Reichen asked patiently on the other end.
“I haven't decided,” Kenneth said slowly, his tone filled with provocation. “I am not short of money, after all. As for power, you weren't even popular yet back when I started my career.”
Eugene frowned as he listened to the exchange.
Reichen, too, fell silent on the other end of the line for a moment.
After an indeterminable amount of time, Reichen guffawed. “Hah! I knew you were somebody special, Mr. Hamilton. Even with power, an ordinary businessman would not have been able to avoid matters like this. Good job at concealing your involvement.”
Kenneth said nothing in response to the unctuous words.
“Let's not beat around the bush anymore, Mr. Hamilton,” Reichen proclaimed. “Tell me what you want, and I'll honor it if it's within my power.”
“All right, then. I’ll get to the point. I want all of the information regarding your old nemesis.” “Are you referring to Boss?” Reichen asked.
“Yes.”
Reichen was startled. “Do you have a grudge against him, Mr. Hamilton?”
“If I don't, I wouldn't have helped you with the goods.” Kenneth spoke.
He is not somebody to be trifled with!” Reichen warned.
“What's wrong? Are you scared?”
“Scared? He has been my enemy for years. Why would I be afraid? I'm worried for you, Mr. Hamilton. Since you've already stepped down, you shouldn't get involved in this business if you have no grudges. The outcome may not be in your favor.”
Kenneth laughed. “Are you worried about me or that you're unable to fulfill my demand?”
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