The Next Prince, Chapter 31 pg4
The Next Prince, Chapter 31 pg4
Feeling somewhat proud of himself for using his grandfather's recorded conversation, he thought, 'I won't hesitate', helping him easily bring the other into the conversation like slipping a banana into his mouth.
“Your-Highness.” Jirat appeared more eager than before. His widened eyes showed his anticipation, making Khanin feel a stronger sense of enthusiasm.
Having talented people in the team is good, but if they are both talented and dedicated, that's what makes them formidable opponents.
“What brings me here today is because I want to invite you to join the team. I wonder if you, Jirat, are interested in being part of my team.” In the end of the sentence, the young man glanced discreetly at the person beside him. Charan didn't utter a word, simply sat quietly, hugging himself, keeping his face as agreed.
Um... Your-Highness... Yes, Your-Highness, I'm very pleased.” Jirat's eyes teared up as he accepted the invitation. He quickly responded, clearly showing his excitement and excitement.
“But if you want to join the team, you must abide by our conditions.” The voice from the leader of the Phitakthewa clan shattered the smile that had adorned his face, gradually fading away.
“What conditions, Your Highness?” The person on the receiving end asked timidly. In his widened eyes, traces of anxiety appeared, but soon disappeared.
Jirat was an actor. He knew how to manage his emotions properly.
“You must sign a confidentiality agreement, not disclose any information related to Young Prince Khanin or matters within the Atsawathewathin Palace. Additionally, you must allow Phitakthewa personnel to follow you and watch over your house for the entire twenty-four hours until the competition ends. No one is allowed to enter or leave without reporting to me or without my permission. Everything you do after signing the contract must be transparent and can be checked...”
“...”
“And if you break anything or stray from the agreement, you must agree to leave the team immediately, after which we will sue and file a claim according to the contract you signed.” The intimidating tone Khanin had never heard Charan use on himself sounded ominous.
Jirat swallowed hard, not because there was something to hide, but because Charan's scary message had left him speechless, leaving the younger one in a state of uncertainty, prompting Khanin to step in.
“What do you think, Jirat?”
The young man refrained from questioning the agreement as he knew that careful consideration had been given to every detail. Charan added specific regulations to mitigate risks, which turned out to be beneficial for himself.
Your Highness, there's nothing to worry about, and I'm confident that I am transparent enough for inspection.” Clarity in expression affirmed Young Prince Khanin's satisfaction with the new member.
“Then I will have the lawyer draft the contract and send it online. Whenever you sign, you can come to the palace immediately. I will inform my butler. You are welcome...” A courteous smile accompanied the extended formal offer.
Jirat clenched hands with the opposing party, giving a slight shake, and with some hesitation, he swiftly withdrew upon feeling a strange energy when their hands touched. It was from the young prince beside him.
Khun Charan's gaze was somewhat intimidating. Merely touching Young Prince Khanin's hand caused the other party to emit an aura resembling dispersing clouds in the house.
“I understand everything, but I have a small request... if it's possible.” The tall figure hesitated, realizing that the atmosphere was becoming tense once again.
“Certainly.”
“You mentioned having someone to attend to my parents. Can I... may I kindly ask for a good-hearted person to be entrusted with the responsibility? I don't want them to feel worried. Because... because they are already of advanced age.”
“Of course.” Charan immediately responded, filtering friendly faces in his mind and selecting them to fulfill the duty.
“Actually, we don't have many daily obligations. Mostly, we stay in the homestay. But we go to the market every day to buy ingredients for breakfast and dinner since our culinary reputation lies in our evening meals. We will serve beef noodle soup and tom yum with rice...”
As the leader of the Phitakthewa clan spoke, Jirat promptly described the lifestyle of his parents, providing the conversation partners with a better understanding. However, it seemed that Khanin's attention was focused elsewhere.
“Beef noodle soup?”
“Your Highness... it's our version of beef noodle soup.”
“Ah, interesting indeed. True, we have concluded our business talk. As agreed, I will see you at the palace. Let's go, Phii Ran.” The conversation ended abruptly. Khanin rose from the large sofa, intending to go home, but he became fixated on a distinct sound that pierced through the silence.
Clank...
A fair-skinned young man blushed, and with a mischievous smile, he greedily rubbed his stomach with one hand, causing the aroma of beef noodle soup to waft in the air, intensifying the hunger of some.
“Um... would it be excessive to invite Young Prince and Khun Charan to have dinner at Your Highness' residence before they leave?”
“...”
“The beef noodle soup for dinner should be ready soon. It would take several hours to drive into town from here. If the Young Prince doesn't mind...”
“No, I don't hold any noble titles or ranks. I simply enjoy. But... what should
I do?”
Charan looked at the young people engaged in a friendly banter, but his thoughts drifted towards the taste of the food.
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