Roland looked at Caspian with a faint smile. "Mr. Carver seems surprised to see me tonight."
Caspian didn't feel guilty at all. "It's been a long time since I've seen you, Mr. Garza. You are always busy. I'm really flattered to see you here tonight."
Roland blinked his amorous eyes and slightly tilted his gaze to look at Chaim, who was walking behind Caspian. Roland took Samara's hand and pulled her closer to him. "In terms of work, I don't think I'm as busy as Mr. Humphrey."
Caspian heard the provocation in Roland's words. Looking at the approaching Chaim, the smile in his eyes deepened. "Mr. Garza, you're so modest."
Caspian took the initiative to give in. After all, if he continued to talk at this time, it would only embarrass Chaim.
"Chaim."
Caspian called out to Chaim, but Chaim didn't say anything.
He lowered his head and looked at Samara's hand, which was held by Roland. As if on purpose, Roland's hand moved deliberately.