Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 853

Chapter 853 Bled Dry

Chapter 853 Bled Dry

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The trending topic was wiped from the lightcore in under thirty minutes.

But at that very moment, Silas was stuck handling several old men from the conference hall.

Most of all, the one Edric had landed on.

“Silas, spare me the nonsense. I know perfectly well that the brat who dropped into the meeting and planted himself on my neck is your sworn brother. Hand him over. This matter is not over.”

As Winston slammed the table and glared at him, Silas felt a headache building behind his

eyes.

Of all the people Edric could have landed on, why did it have to be this antique?

Winston Sambridge, the oldest member of the Empire Senate, had status, influence, and, worst of all, could not be touched.

At his age, if he got too agitated and dropped dead in front of him, Silas would never get of the blame.

“Sir, please don’t get upset.”

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Silas gently nudged the teacup closer to him, speaking in the softest tone he could manage. “I understand today’s incident frightened you. But… this really isn’t my fault.”

He sighed, looking thoroughly troubled.

“I’ll admit the two men who appeared at the meeting are my sworn brothers. But you know how it is. ‘Sworn brothers‘ sounds nice on paper, but even real brothers living under one roof can turn on each other over a female. Edric and I aren’t close at all. If you came here looking for me to answer for him, then you’ve really got the wrong person.”

Winston was not remotely convinced.

He gave Silas a cold look and laughed in mockery.

“Silas, do you take me for a fool? Fine. If you and he mean nothing to each other, then I’ll go speak to your female. Let’s see if she’s willing to pretend this never happened.”

The moment Emma was mentioned, Silas rose to his feet and caught hold of him.

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“Sir, come on. Why get worked up after only a few words? I only said Edric and I don’t get along. I never said I wouldn’t deal with this.”

If it had been anyone else threatening to go bother Emma, Silas would have made sure that person vanished before dawn.

But this old man… D*mn it…

Silas cursed inwardly, then sighed.

“Fine. Say what you want. As long as it’s within reason, I’ll handle it.”

Scoffing, Winston sat back down on the couch, satisfied. “That sounds better.”

He cleared his throat. “I’m not asking for much. These old bones of mine were severely frightened. My spirit suffered great injury. And worst of all, I was humiliated in front of the entire upper circle of the Empire. So, for emotional damages…”

He narrowed his eyes and named his figure.

“One final amount. Ten Rank 11 beast cores and 100 billion star coins. Not one coin less.”

Silas nearly choked.

“Ten Rank 11 beast cores and 100 billion star coins? Sir, why not just loot me outright? Look at yourself. Your voice is booming, your face is red with health, and you look perfectly energetic. Where exactly do you look traumatized?”

“I’m furious!”

Winston glared so hard his beard shook. “Either pay properly, or I’ll go sit down with your female and let her decide who’s in the right.”

Silas could not let this relic go near Emma, so he had no choice but to start bargaining.

“Sir, please listen. That price is far too high. Do you even know what I earn in a year at the Executive Department?”

For two full hours, Silas coaxed, reasoned, flattered, complained of poverty, played miserable, and wore his throat dry trying to cut the amount down.

Only then did he finally press it to the lowest point he could manage.

In the end, they settled on one Rank 11 beast core and 10 billion star coins.

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Winston looked at him like he had just suffered a catastrophic loss.

“I’m only letting you off easy this once. But if there’s ever another time…”

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“There won’t be,” Silas cut in immediately. “Absolutely not. Please rest easy, sir. I guarantee it.”

Winston left in a foul mood.

The moment he was gone, Silas let out a long breath, picked up his lightcore, and called Lucien.

As soon as the connection opened, Silas‘ voice turned deeply aggrieved. “Lucien, your cubs caused a complete disaster, and I’m the one dying under the fallout over here! Edric dropped onto that impossible old b*stard Winston from the Senate, and the man came straight to me.

“He nearly tore my whole Executive Department apart. I talked until my throat dried up, and in the end I had to hand over three Rank 11 beast cores and 30 billion star coins before he finally left. You’re paying for this.”

There was a short silence on Lucien’s end.

“Understood. I’ll send the money and beast cores over later.”

What else was there for him to say?

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