Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1150

Chapter 1150: Negotiation

Glenn didn’t like Zoren for many reasons: he found Zoren arrogant. He didn’t like how Zoren spoke or carried himself. He didn’t like his face or demeanor. But it wasn’t all dislike. Glenn liked money, and Zoren, the owner of not just the castle but the island where that castle stood, had loads of it.

"I’m sure you already know why I’m here, Mr. Glenn. The people you brought in here... I want you to give them back. Unharmed."

What Zoren said brought a smile to Glenn’s face. Zoren might not have said it directly, but Glenn just heard money being counted by a machine.

"People that were brought in here?" Glenn tilted his head, feigning ignorance. "Mr. Doreen, I don’t seem to understand what you’re talking about. You see, people come in here all the time. New recruits, you know? So, I’m not sure who you’re referring to."

Zoren nodded, casting Penny a look. Penny beamed and happily placed her phone down, showing a picture of Slater and Benjamin.

"Those two," Zoren remarked calmly. "How much would it be for their freedom?"

Glenn arched a brow and glanced at the phone. But since Penny didn’t move it closer to him, he cleared his throat and picked up the phone to check it. He didn’t mind that they were bringing a phone. After all, there was no reception in this area, and there was no way they could make a phone call.

"Hmm..." Glenn hummed a long tune as he looked at the first photo of Slater. He narrowed his eyes before swiping to the right, revealing Benjamin’s photo. He recognized the two; he’d just had a conversation with Benjamin, and even though Slater was unconscious, his pretty face was something one would easily remember.

Yet Glenn acted a bit confused. "I don’t think I’ve seen them..." he hummed reluctantly, shaking his head from side to side. "They look good, though." After saying that, he leaned back and flashed them an innocent smile. "Sorry. They don’t look familiar."

"How much?" was all Zoren’s reply to that lame denial. "Give me the number."

Glenn bit his lip and ran his tongue across his inner cheek, knowing that denying Slater and Benjamin would only make this man more desperate. And when someone’s more desperate, it’s easier to raise the price.

"Well, although they don’t look familiar to me, my men could probably tell me," he said knowingly. "However, it won’t be cheap."

Zoren didn’t repeat himself, raising his brows slightly.

"How about two hundred fifty million each?" Glenn dropped the price, the corner of his mouth curving up. This might be something Zoren could afford, but Glenn was certain it would hurt his pockets. After all, even though Zoren owned an island, Glenn was aware that it had been bought many decades ago and had only been passed down to him.

Upon hearing the price, the corners of Zoren’s mouth curved down. Penny, on the other hand, secretly clenched her teeth.

’Is he trying to rip us off?’ she mentally hissed, casting Zoren a look and seeing the frown on his face. ’Go, Renren! Negotiate! Show him what kind of businessman you are. Show him the corrupt side of yours!’

That was what he was upset about?!

’I think... I’m still poor...?’ Penny wondered to herself, calculating her net worth in her mind. She then hung her head low, counting her fingers. ’This is getting a little depressing for me.’

’Is he a fool?’ he wondered to himself. ’Or is he just that filthy rich? That’s five hundred million! Million! That’s like a year’s work in this place, but he just said it’s too little?’