Volume 7 Chapter 81: Safety Net
<span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 7 Chapter 81: Safety Net
<span style="font-weight:400">Pete stared at Keith before scoffing, "You? Owning a merchant group? Is it some low-tier group, brat?" A younger person dered he was better than him? He was considered a prodigy, being able to run three stores. No one in his age group couldpete with him. That was why he was confident that he could rise even further if he married the princess of the Rustchil Household.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yet the person in front of him tried to get in his way? There was no way he could let this happen.
<span style="font-weight:400">"You''re just a random fourth son from a random house. You think you can marry my cousin?!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"..." Krystal blinked. From a random household? Wait a moment, do they think he''s a baron or something?
<span style="font-weight:400">As the discussion was about to get heated, a maid entered the room, "Grand Duchess, there''s someone who wishes to speak with you."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"That would be me. I called the person here." Krystal and Violet were even more curious about it.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Let them in." Violet gestured. The person who entered was a tall gentleman. He spotted Keith,
<span style="font-weight:400">"Big Boss, it''s a pleasure to meet you!" The person quickly greeted him.
<span style="font-weight:400">"..." The moment he said that, Keith''s expression scrunched up.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Big Boss?" "Pff." Krystal couldn''t hold it in. That was a funny name.
<span style="font-weight:400">Keith took a deep breath, "Yes, that''s me. And this here is the interim head of the Rustchil Duchy. She will be the person you shall be cooperating with." Gesturing, he pointed at Krystal.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hello, Miss. My name is John, and my boss told me you wish to open a branch store in the southern region." Coyler had told him there were ns to expand.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm?" Open a branch shop?
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<span style="font-weight:400">"How dare youe to our turf! Do you know who I am?" Pete couldn''t let this go on. Having a merchant groupe in like that was a p to his face.
<span style="font-weight:400">John frowned, "What merchant group are you?"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"I''m the Scarlet Scar merchant group."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Scarlet Scar merchant group?" A haughty snort came from John''s mouth, "Why would we know of a third-rate merchant group."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Third-rate?" Pete''s eyes twitched.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Let me ask you, have you ever heard of White Owl?"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"White Owl?!" That haughty look Pete had was nowhere to be found. Instead,. It was fear. Any merchant group would hear about it!
<span style="font-weight:400">"White Owl Merchant Group?!" And it seemed Violet and Rodrick knew about it as they were startled. But they stared at Keith this time.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"I should fully introduce myself. My full name is Keith Freed, the 4th son of Marquis Freed. I''m also the boss of White Owl Merchant Group." Keith grinned.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Aunty, why are you staring at me like that?" Keith was being eyed down by Violet. She circled around him as well. Violet didn''t stop as she continued to analyze,
<span style="font-weight:400">"I''m just wondering how such a young man is the owner of such arge merchant group and a famous bakery." This was indeed a sight to behold.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Ah, you heard about them?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Anyone in the upper nobility has heard about it." White Owl Merchant Group and White Forest Bakery. In thest decade, those two names spread throughout the Solis Kingdom.
<span style="font-weight:400">White Owl Merchant Group dominated the upper northern regions, leaving no other merchant group topete against. They have a monopoly over there.
<span style="font-weight:400">White Forest Bakery was the same as it brought vors that no one had ever tried. It revolutionalized the bread game.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I had some bread at the capital. It was delicious." Violet still remembered the taste. It was sweet and delicious.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Thank you for the praises. But aren''t you angry that I''m a Bradley?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"What? Why would I be angry at that?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Aren''t Bradley and Rustchil enemies?" Thest time he checked, those two had a feud or something.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, that." Violet chuckled, "I don''t consider you my enemy, not after how you saved my family." Keith had done so much for her. There was no way she could consider him to be one.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Thanks!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"What are you nning to do?" Krystal questioned. Keith had brought in his own merchant group to the mix. Why would he do something like that?
<span style="font-weight:400">"Well, I figured you would ness up."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Eh?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Two things would ur when you said to ignore them. That''s why I called my merchant group in as a safety."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Safety?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm. It didn''t matter whether you were right with both options; you would be ced in a downward spiral." It didn''t matter if they listened or continued; the merchants were corrupt.
<span style="font-weight:400">The one who would bring thergest benefits to them. That was how those people looked at the internal struggles the duchy had. The only thoughts in their mind was to side with the one with the advantage.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"You need a new merchant group to work with. So hey, why not mine?" He was the one with a merchant group on standby.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"…I feel like I''m being taken advantage of."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, definitely." Keith nodded. He wasn''t going to deny that.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"…" "Pff."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Don''t worry, I promise I will give you guys a fair price." Keith wasn''t going to gyp his friends, "If there''s nothing else, I will-"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Also, what''s this about me and you being fiancée!" There was something else that needed to be brought up.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"I didn''t say fiancée. I said I wanted your hand in marriage. It was just to mess with them even more. It would make Rodrick even more angry."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Well, I''m going to go to bed now!" Keith shrugged it off. After hearing all of this, it was time for him to take a nap.
<span style="font-weight:400">"...Yeah." Krystal sighed while Violet waved, "Good night, Keith."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm." Keith bowed and left the room.
<span style="font-weight:400">"My daughter is being courted by such a wonderful man."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Huh?!"
<span style="font-weight:400">"You still can''t see it, huh? Truthfully, a guy like that will be taken away in a heartbeat." Keith had the three things everyone wanted.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Looks? The child was basically stunning on a daily basis.
<span style="font-weight:400">Coins? He just showed off his wealth.
<span style="font-weight:400">Personality? He''s kind and yful. Definitely full of fun being beside him.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Plus, he could cook as well. That is a plus 100." Violet definitely had ideas on what she wanted to do.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"…" Krystal really didn''t know what to say about this.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Should I teach you some of my moves?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"What?!"