Doyle Paxton had an apologetic look on his face.
He quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Kane, you can't blame me for this. Doyle Paxton's way of doing things might be unknown to others, but surely you know? Dirk Carter is just too clever, he got away. What could I possibly do?"
"Can't even handle something this trivial, yet you call yourself Silverwood's boss. Aren't you ashamed?"
Kane Keating said with dissatisfaction.
Such words.
Made Doyle Paxton's face briefly show a hint of displeasure.
But it was merely a fleeting moment.
He immediately laughed heartily, grabbing Kane's arm, and said, "Mr. Kane, don't be mad. The guy hasn't been taught a lesson, but he doesn't know it's done by you. Besides, what is Dirk Carter's status compared to you? Even if he finds out, what can he do to you?"
"True, who the hell does he think he is?"
Flattery never fails.
Doyle Paxton's words made Kane Keating arrogant once again.
