Chapter 318 Talking Themselves Into Trouble
The students exchanged looks,
eyes wide
Robin clearly knew about the bad blood between them and Tyrant Base…
Finished
Donald glanced at her, then at Dane, a hint of irritation flashing across his face. “That sounds great, of course, but can you really speak for Mr. Bone?”
We’re talking to Dane here.
But this woman keeps cutting in. Sure, she’s pretty, but a pretty face should know its place. When men are talking, what right does a subordinate have to make decisions?
To Donald, it looked like pure disrespect.
He thought she was overstepping, acting like Dane didn’t matter at all.
And in a situation like this, as proper partners and with Dane as someone they wanted to recruit, they needed to help him establish authority.
Donald straightened, lifting his chin. “Ms. Neel, something this important should be discussed with Mr. Bone himself. No one else has the right to decide for him. Don’t you agree?”
Dane kept quiet.
Good Lord.
Is he trying to get me killed faster?
He already felt like he was walking on thin ice, and Donald was somehow making it worse.
Robin held back a smile. “Sure, something this big should definitely come down to Mr. Bone’s opinion.”
Dane’s mouth twitched. “Uh…I agree with whatever Ms. Neel says.”
says.”
Ella and Monica were elbowing each other, shoulders shaking as they tried not to laugh,
Off to the side, Klay tilted his head up and stared at the sky.
The weather looks nice.
Henry covered his mouth with a loose fist, barely holding back a laugh.
Idiots.
Donald finally looked satisfied. He turned to Robin with a superior air, lecturing her. “Ms. Neel, don’t take this the wrong way. For matters like this, Mr. Bone needs to be the one speaking. Even if he favors you. you can’t let that go to your head.”
Dane’s vision went dark. He could already see the end of his life.
Chapter 318 Talking Themselves Into Trouble
Even Dylan felt his temples throb.
What is this guy even saying?
But in Donald’s eyes, Dane’s blank stare looked like approval.
Finished
So he doubled down. “Since ancient times, it’s been men out there building the world. Women just need to handle their own roles. Sure, it’s the apocalypse now, but the principle’s the same. The gap in strength isn’t going anywhere.
“The world is a battlefield for men. Like Mr. Bone just now, wiping out zombies and saving all of us, while you could only stand here and watch. I’m not trying to look down on women; I’m just stating facts. You get what I mean, right?”
Monica couldn’t take it anymore. She pointed at Ella. “Don’t forget, she’s the one who actually saved you.”
Donald shook his head seriously. “That’s not the same.
“She could save me because Mr. Bone had already taken out most of the zombies. Otherwise, how would a girl like her dare charge into a swarm?
“Sure, she saved me, but that’s under a certain premise.”
Ella didn’t have a comeback.
Sure, whatever you say.
Monica took a deep breath.
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