Chapter 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.