chapter 133 frost eye is stubborn

Frost Eye pressed forward, his smirk stretching wider. "Five-point-two million. Final offer. Take it or leave it."

Brainless Girl had barely opened her mouth before he cut her off again.

"Ah, no need to thank me. I know it's a generous deal, considering what I'm dealing with." His sharp gaze flicked to Cute Mist, eyes glinting with amusement. "Really, Flat-Chested-chan, this is the best you could bring? What, was your pet rock busy?"

Cute Mist sighed, arms crossed, not even bothering to defend Brainless Girl. If anything, she looked mildly annoyed. "Just sign the damn deal, Frost Eye. I don't have all day."

Brainless Girl remained still, her polite smile unwavering, but inside, she knew exactly what was happening.

Frost Eye wasn't negotiating.

He was bulldozing.

He was pushing the deal through at a breakneck pace, giving her no room to maneuver, no space to manipulate. He was treating her like a non-factor, someone to be ignored and brushed aside.

And Cute Mist?

She wasn't stopping him.

Brainless Girl knew what that meant.

She had no allies here.

This was a test, nothing more.

If she failed to bring the price down, she would be out. Cute Mist wouldn't argue. Wouldn't fight for her. She would simply accept the failure and move on.

Her fingers twitched slightly.

Failure wasn't an option.

But Frost Eye wasn't giving her an opening.

So she would have to make one.

"Done deal, then," Frost Eye said, reaching for his interface. "Go ahead and—"

Brainless Girl spoke.

"Four million."

It was soft. Calm. As if she were stating the weather.

Frost Eye froze for half a second. Then he laughed, loud and sharp. "Four million? Did you hit your head on the way here, sweetheart?"

Brainless Girl's expression didn't change. "Five-point-two million isn't happening."

Frost Eye leaned forward, grin razor-sharp. "And why's that?"

Brainless Girl clasped her hands neatly. "Because that's not what you were aiming for."

Silence.

For the first time, Frost Eye didn't immediately respond.

And in that fraction of a second, Brainless Girl knew—

She had found her opening.

Frost Eye's grin flickered—just for a second. A crack in the mask.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he let out a sharp laugh and pushed himself off the broken wall. "Well, this has been fun. But if we're going to waste time, I've got better things to do."

He turned on his heel. "Deal's off. Find someone else to scam, sweetheart."

Brainless Girl blinked.

He was leaving?

No. That wasn't right. That wasn't how this was supposed to go.

She had just turned the tide—she had found an opening. He should be engaging, arguing, trying to push back. Not… walking away.

Her mind raced. If he was leaving, it meant—

No.

It meant nothing.

He was bluffing.

He had to be.

But her thoughts weren't as sharp as before. The certainty she had felt moments ago had wavered. Had she miscalculated? Had she overplayed her hand?

Frost Eye, watching out of the corner of his eye, smirked to himself.

He had seen this before.

Some people, when backed into a corner, fought harder.

Others?

They panicked.

Brainless Girl was smart—he could see that now. But she wasn't thinking properly. Not anymore.

And that meant he had already won.

He stepped toward the exit, slow and deliberate.

Now… would she break first?

Brainless Girl felt the weight of Cute Mist's glare burning into the side of her head.

She didn't need to look to know—Cute Mist was furious.

And why wouldn't she be? This was Brainless Girl's last chance. If she failed, Cute Mist wouldn't defend her. Wouldn't argue. Wouldn't give her another opportunity.

Brainless Girl had to act.

But her mind wasn't working the way it should.

Frost Eye was leaving.

That wasn't how this was supposed to go.

She had turned the conversation in her favor—hadn't she? She had forced him to acknowledge that she was in control.

And yet, he was walking away.

Had she miscalculated? Had she been too aggressive? Too confident?

Her breath came a little too fast.

Frost Eye, still smirking, took another step toward the exit.

Cute Mist's voice was low, dangerous. "Fix this."

Brainless Girl swallowed.

She had seconds to act.

If she didn't stop Frost Eye now—

She was done.

Brainless Girl clenched her hands, forcing her voice to stay steady.

"Five million."

Frost Eye didn't even slow down. He let out a sharp laugh, shaking his head. "Nah. Price just went up. Seven million."

Brainless Girl stiffened.

What?

She stared at his back, her carefully built strategy crumbling. He wasn't playing by the usual rules. He wasn't countering—he was escalating.

"That's ridiculous," she said, her voice slipping slightly.

Frost Eye shot a glance over his shoulder, smirking. "Then it's a no deal."

Brainless Girl felt her heart pound in her chest.

He was forcing her into a mistake.

And Cute Mist?

She wasn't saying a word.

Just watching.

Judging.

Brainless Girl had seconds to turn this around—

But for the first time, she didn't know how.

Frost Eye's smirk never wavered, but inside, he knew exactly what was happening.

Brainless Girl was in a corner.

She didn't have time to think, didn't have space to calculate. And that was exactly why he was pressing harder.

Normally, if she was at her peak, if she was in control, she would have cut him down by at least a million credits. That was her skill—her real skill. Not combat, not dungeon-crawling, but turning a seven-million-credit deal into six. Five-point-five. Maybe even five.

But now?

She wasn't at her peak.

She wasn't even close.

Rainbow Solutions had thrown her away for a reason.

And Frost Eye?

He had no intention of letting her prove them wrong.

He turned fully, walking backward, hands in his pockets. "What's wrong, Brainless-chan? You sounded real confident a second ago."

Her jaw tightened, but she still didn't speak.

Cute Mist's glare burned into the side of her head.

She had seconds.

One wrong move, and everything was over.