211 Tactless Negotiations

Did he think that Bradon wouldn’t have the balls to shoot him?

I wished that I had the luxury to think the same. While suppressing the burning urge to curse everything and everyone to hell, I continued appealing to Bradon with my eyes.

“We won’t have dinner. Please let us talk for a while. That’s it. That’s all that I’m asking for…” I continued negotiating with him.

I would continue negotiating and backing down step by step until I could make him agree. If he wouldn’t allow me to have an entire dinner with the prince, then I would just keep it to a short conversation. If he doesn't want me to leave the mansion, then I will beg the prince to talk to me in the mansion.

Bradon remained silent but I could tell that he was considering my proposal.

“I don’t need to go to the palace. We can talk here, if you’ll allow it,” I resumed my negotiation by taking even another step back.