Do Your Best and Regret

Chapter 95

The drawing room was always the place where the Emperor met Grand Duke Vikander.

Sitting in the most noble position decorated with gold and onyx, looking down at the Grand Duke kneeling at the foot of the platform. A clear gap that anyone can see. The Emperor's intention was clear.

But now, the view in the office was the exact opposite. The gorgeous face shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Then, just as he was looking down, he smiled loosely.

"I have a habit of eating meals with My Lady."

The Grand Duke deliberately held out his left hand. It was an action that showed off the significance of the elegant, large hands and the sparkling red jewel ring on the fourth finger.

The Emperor suppressed the tension in his bones and gestured toward his table.

"Let's sit down first. Bring the tea."

The chamberlain set a hot teapot, tea cup, and refreshments on the table and then retreated to the wall.

The Emperor waited for the atmosphere to calm down. As expected, his dog did nothing and just stared at the Emperor.

He had a relaxed attitude, like a predator biting the back of its prey's neck and waiting for its last breath.

Clearly, as long as the mine belongs to the Princess, the Grand Duke is at a disadvantage.

The Emperor, who was looking at Grand Duke Vikander without any surprise, suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

The Emperor never once allowed anyone to have the upper hand over him. Nevertheless, those red eyes strangely touched the Emperor's heart.

In the end, the Emperor could not suppress his growing impatience and took the initiative to do his business.

"...You have to be betrothed to the Princess."

The Emperor's expected attitude toward the Grand Duke was one of two things.

Like a moment ago, he spoke of 'My Lady' to inflame the Emperor, or he flashed his eyes and expressed hostility as before.

What the emperor wanted was the latter. However.

"It's an engagement with the Princess."

Edwin didn't even think about the reaction of a slow smile as he looked at the emperor.

The Emperor, who unconsciously tensed his body, did not like this situation.

"Hmm," he said majestically, showing signs of discomfort.

"I told you about the engagement, but the Princess is a member of the royal family. Be careful what you say."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Grand Duke answered quickly as if he was obediently listening. It was impossible to guess what was hidden beneath that beautiful smiling face.

His stomach felt like a fire was boiling in one side of his chest. Of course, the tea was also hot. The Emperor was displeased with all of this.

If he had known this would happen, he would have moved to the living room. There, he always felt superior and was mentally superior.

The Emperor frowned, but it was already too late.

"But what benefit will I get if I become engaged to Her Highness the Princess?"

"What?"

He never thought the Grand Duke would talk about compensation so blatantly. The Emperor tried hard to suppress his displeasure.