Chapter 589

Chapter 589:

Ashton’s comment, though laced with humor, dripped with biting sarcasm, causing Rayden to shift uncomfortably on his feet.

From the start, Rayden had wanted Ashton to see Zane in action, introducing Zane as an assistant to let his potential unfold naturally.

Given Ashton’s illustrious roots in the Baldwin family of Tacland, aligning with him could significantly propel Zane’s career.

Who would’ve thought Zane would stumble so badly? Nonetheless, Rayden, who had shepherded Zane’s career for years, found it difficult to chastise him severely.

With a hesitant sigh, Rayden came to Zane’s defense. “When Zane first donned the uniform, his acute instincts played a pivotal role in cracking several high-stakes cases, preserving numerous lives and considerable property. His promotions were swift and well-deserved. Perhaps my fondness for him made me overly forgiving, letting him slip into complacency. This lapse—this elementary blunder—has certainly caught my attention. Rest assured, a rigorous reprimand awaits him.”

Rayden’s earnest plea seemed to soften Ashton, who nodded understandingly, letting the matter drop with a contemplative gaze. Ashton had already dismissed any idea of working closely with Zane.

Judging by Zane’s lackluster performance, it was evident he lacked the skills necessary to serve as his assistant.

Meanwhile, Ashton began to have doubts about Zane’s earlier accomplishments. Had Zane truly excelled in his initial years as others claimed?

Lost in these thoughts, Ashton considered whether to share his concerns with Rayden when his phone interrupted him.

On the other end was Milena, her voice as crisp and unemotional as chilled steel. Despite recently recovering from the poison, Milena was eager to dive back into her role in intelligence. Ashton had wished for her to extend her rest period, yet her determination to return to duty was unyielding.

“Mr. Baldwin, is this a good time? There’s an urgent matter we need to address,” she inquired with her usual directness.

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Ashton exchanged a quick, knowing glance with Rayden before assuring her, “I’m in Mr. Smith’s office at the moment, but it’s safe to speak.”

Without missing a beat, Milena cut to the chase. “Egan has been taken to Warship Isle. The contacts there have reached out to me—they’re saying Egan is requesting a meeting with you.”

Through Milena’s network of contacts, Egan’s voice soon crackled through Ashton’s phone.

“Is this Mr. Baldwin?” Egan cautiously asked on the other end of the line.

“What do you want from me now?” Ashton replied coldly. “Although you’ve made some amends, it’s not enough to reduce your and your son’s sentences.”

Unexpectedly, Egan chuckled and said with a hint of flattery, “Mr. Baldwin, I know. I’m very grateful to you for letting us go and saving our lives. I’m calling you now to apologize. Actually, when you interrogated me last time, I was somewhat skeptical of your promise. So, when I confessed about the Dark Night Organization to you, I left some things unsaid.”

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