“F-Father, there’s trouble” Jonah said in a fluster as he rushed into Bowen’s study, and looked at the man who was admiring some china behind the desk.
“Didn’t you go to collect the final statement? Why are you in such a fluster?” Bowen asked with a frown as he looked at Jonah. This son of his was good in every way except that he was still too young, and couldn’t quite control his emotions.
“Sir Dominic… he’s… he’s been arrested!” Jonah said with a tremble in his voice.
Smash! The china article in Bowen’s hands fell on the ground and shattered into pieces.
“Wh-what did you say?” Bowen bolted right up and raised his voice a little.
“When I went to the Department of Property Rights, I happened to see Dominic being brought away by the people from the Gray Temple with handcuffs on. I quickly went back to the teahouse, and saw that it was sealed up once again by the Gray Temple. The people and service staff that we’ve sent over were all arrested by the Gray Temple.” Jonah looked at Bowen worriedly. “Father, did… did we really touch something that we shouldn’t have this time?”
“Oh no.” Bowen fell into his seat helplessly. His face was pale, and beads of perspiration formed on his forehead.
The Marquis Family had been running their business in Chaos City for years, and Sir Dominic was considered one of their family’s closest VIP associates in the city lord’s castle. They’d worked together closely for years for their own respective needs.
Now that Dominic was arrested, and the teahouse was sealed up by the Gray Temple, there was no way he would not link this case to Bennett’s case.
This time, not only would he lose Benett’s shares, he might have to spit out most of his as well.
“Father… what should we do now?” Jonah was a little lost. This incident happened so suddenly, and had foiled all their plans.
Bowen took a few deep breaths and quickly regained his composure. He looked up at Jonah, and said, “Go to the accounts room immediately, and destroy all accounts that we have related to Dominic all these years. After this, break up all connections with assets that the Marquis Family got through Bennett’s influence and those that are in the gray area—”
“Gray Temple Investigation! All from the Marquis Manor are to put down everything that you are doing, and gather in the courtyard right now. Anyone who takes their time will be punished harshly!” Just then, a solemn voice echoed throughout the Marquis Manor.
“They’re here… They’re too fast…” Bowen looked at the door. The desolation on his face was apparent.
***
“I want a spicy hot pot, three times the level of insanely spicy!”
Vanessa ordered straight away the moment she, Abraham, Lola, and Randy took their seats.
Abraham’s face turned green immediately. He looked at Vanessa with a long face, and said, “My dear lady, can we be a little milder? Three times the level of insanely spicy… is that… something that a normal person can handle?”
“It seems like Miss Vanessa’s appetite is pretty good.” Randy had been eating with Vanessa and the rest very often recently, so his tolerance for spice had improved drastically.
“No. Didn’t Boss Mag say that real men go for insanely spicy?” Vanessa looked at Abraham seriously. “Uncle Abraham, I want to eat the insanely spicy level.”
“Then… why don’t we order a double-flavored pot? I can just use the smaller side.” Abraham tried to negotiate his way out.
“No. The double-flavored pot is an insult to spicy hot pot.” Vanessa rejected the suggestion outright. After that, she looked at Yabemiya with a smile, and said, “Big Sister Miya, we want the spicy hot pot three times the level of insanely spicy. As for the ingredients, we’ll have the usual.”
“Alright. Please hold on.” Miya nodded with a smile, and turned to the other table.
“Ai…” Abraham sighed. Whom did he trifle with? It was her father who wanted her back, but he was the one who was tortured…
“Miss, aren’t we waiting for First… First Young Master?” Lola asked softly.
“Didn’t my brother send someone over with a letter saying that he had no time to come tonight? There’s no need to wait for him.” Vanessa shook her head. She did not want to see Sean right now, either. She just wanted to enjoy her spicy hot pot. Every meal she ate would mean a meal less to eat.
“Oh.” Lola nodded. She glanced at Vanessa, and did not speak further.
The princess was probably the happiest during her time here in Chaos City. She could enjoy the food that made her happy almost every day. The most important thing was that the dental problems that had been troubling her for years were actually completely solved here.
Now that Prince Sean had arrived at Chaos City, she might have to return to Rodu the day after tomorrow, so she was naturally unhappy.
“Boss, the first barrel of rum is almost empty,” Miya reminded Mag as she placed eight glasses of rum on the tray, and saw that the barrel indicated that it was less than a third full.
“We have sufficient in our store. Don’t worry about that,” Mag answered with a smile. Because Connie wasn’t of age yet, he basically brought all the alcohol Hannah had in the store with him, especially those batches more than 20 years old.
According to the market price, that batch of rum could fetch more than a billion copper coins.
After all, any bottle of Old Sim’s rum that exceeded 50 years old was probably priceless.
However, other than the small amount that he had decided to keep for his own enjoyment, the rest of the rum was going to be the base for blending at the new brewery.
Brewing wine was a long-term investment. Without enough old wine, they would not be able to mark up the price.
Therefore, that batch of old rum that Mag had would become the base for the brewery so that it could pick up speed and survive through the awkward three-year new rum stage.
He did not intend to cheat Hannah of her money. After all, it was a large sum of inheritance her grandfather had left for her.
Of course, he did not want to change it to cash for her straightaway.
After all, no one would know for sure if she would give up her talent and live off the money after she inherited it.
Money really forced out a person’s talents.
He intended to use 10 barrels of 15-year-old rum to open the market for rum in Chaos City, and then cut off supply for a while until the new brewery was ready to officially launch the new rum.
The marketing strategies of *pple and Xi*omi are still worth learning from.
Of course, those companies selling maotai are even better at this. After all, they can still be doing very well despite having no stock almost all the time.
Mag glanced over at the designated hot pot area. Vanessa and Abraham were sitting together, and Sean was not around. It seemed like he had to be busy at the city lord’s castle right now.
However, Sean’s visit this time was probably to bring Vanessa back with him.
Actually, he was quite fond of this little princess. She was innocent and pure, and was not stuck up or self-entitled. Therefore, he had been willing to help her cure her dental problems.
King Andre and his two sons weren’t any kind souls, but this daughter and the young prince were okay. Mag was not the extreme kind that would make a sweeping judgment.
Of course, if Sean were to eat at Mamy Restaurant, he wouldn’t mind recommending him the latest dark cuisine recipe to try.
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“F-Father, there’s trouble” Jonah said in a fluster as he rushed into Bowen’s study, and looked at the man who was admiring some china behind the desk.
“Didn’t you go to collect the final statement? Why are you in such a fluster?” Bowen asked with a frown as he looked at Jonah. This son of his was good in every way except that he was still too young, and couldn’t quite control his emotions.
“Sir Dominic… he’s… he’s been arrested!” Jonah said with a tremble in his voice.
Smash! The china article in Bowen’s hands fell on the ground and shattered into pieces.
“Wh-what did you say?” Bowen bolted right up and raised his voice a little.
“When I went to the Department of Property Rights, I happened to see Dominic being brought away by the people from the Gray Temple with handcuffs on. I quickly went back to the teahouse, and saw that it was sealed up once again by the Gray Temple. The people and service staff that we’ve sent over were all arrested by the Gray Temple.” Jonah looked at Bowen worriedly. “Father, did… did we really touch something that we shouldn’t have this time?”
“Oh no.” Bowen fell into his seat helplessly. His face was pale, and beads of perspiration formed on his forehead.
The Marquis Family had been running their business in Chaos City for years, and Sir Dominic was considered one of their family’s closest VIP associates in the city lord’s castle. They’d worked together closely for years for their own respective needs.
Now that Dominic was arrested, and the teahouse was sealed up by the Gray Temple, there was no way he would not link this case to Bennett’s case.
This time, not only would he lose Benett’s shares, he might have to spit out most of his as well.
“Father… what should we do now?” Jonah was a little lost. This incident happened so suddenly, and had foiled all their plans.
Bowen took a few deep breaths and quickly regained his composure. He looked up at Jonah, and said, “Go to the accounts room immediately, and destroy all accounts that we have related to Dominic all these years. After this, break up all connections with assets that the Marquis Family got through Bennett’s influence and those that are in the gray area—”
“Gray Temple Investigation! All from the Marquis Manor are to put down everything that you are doing, and gather in the courtyard right now. Anyone who takes their time will be punished harshly!” Just then, a solemn voice echoed throughout the Marquis Manor.
“They’re here… They’re too fast…” Bowen looked at the door. The desolation on his face was apparent.
***
“I want a spicy hot pot, three times the level of insanely spicy!”
Vanessa ordered straight away the moment she, Abraham, Lola, and Randy took their seats.
Abraham’s face turned green immediately. He looked at Vanessa with a long face, and said, “My dear lady, can we be a little milder? Three times the level of insanely spicy… is that… something that a normal person can handle?”
“It seems like Miss Vanessa’s appetite is pretty good.” Randy had been eating with Vanessa and the rest very often recently, so his tolerance for spice had improved drastically.
“No. Didn’t Boss Mag say that real men go for insanely spicy?” Vanessa looked at Abraham seriously. “Uncle Abraham, I want to eat the insanely spicy level.”
“Then… why don’t we order a double-flavored pot? I can just use the smaller side.” Abraham tried to negotiate his way out.
“No. The double-flavored pot is an insult to spicy hot pot.” Vanessa rejected the suggestion outright. After that, she looked at Yabemiya with a smile, and said, “Big Sister Miya, we want the spicy hot pot three times the level of insanely spicy. As for the ingredients, we’ll have the usual.”
“Alright. Please hold on.” Miya nodded with a smile, and turned to the other table.
“Ai…” Abraham sighed. Whom did he trifle with? It was her father who wanted her back, but he was the one who was tortured…
“Miss, aren’t we waiting for First… First Young Master?” Lola asked softly.
“Didn’t my brother send someone over with a letter saying that he had no time to come tonight? There’s no need to wait for him.” Vanessa shook her head. She did not want to see Sean right now, either. She just wanted to enjoy her spicy hot pot. Every meal she ate would mean a meal less to eat.
“Oh.” Lola nodded. She glanced at Vanessa, and did not speak further.
The princess was probably the happiest during her time here in Chaos City. She could enjoy the food that made her happy almost every day. The most important thing was that the dental problems that had been troubling her for years were actually completely solved here.
Now that Prince Sean had arrived at Chaos City, she might have to return to Rodu the day after tomorrow, so she was naturally unhappy.
“Boss, the first barrel of rum is almost empty,” Miya reminded Mag as she placed eight glasses of rum on the tray, and saw that the barrel indicated that it was less than a third full.
“We have sufficient in our store. Don’t worry about that,” Mag answered with a smile. Because Connie wasn’t of age yet, he basically brought all the alcohol Hannah had in the store with him, especially those batches more than 20 years old.
According to the market price, that batch of rum could fetch more than a billion copper coins.
After all, any bottle of Old Sim’s rum that exceeded 50 years old was probably priceless.
However, other than the small amount that he had decided to keep for his own enjoyment, the rest of the rum was going to be the base for blending at the new brewery.
Brewing wine was a long-term investment. Without enough old wine, they would not be able to mark up the price.
Therefore, that batch of old rum that Mag had would become the base for the brewery so that it could pick up speed and survive through the awkward three-year new rum stage.
He did not intend to cheat Hannah of her money. After all, it was a large sum of inheritance her grandfather had left for her.
Of course, he did not want to change it to cash for her straightaway.
After all, no one would know for sure if she would give up her talent and live off the money after she inherited it.
Money really forced out a person’s talents.
He intended to use 10 barrels of 15-year-old rum to open the market for rum in Chaos City, and then cut off supply for a while until the new brewery was ready to officially launch the new rum.
The marketing strategies of *pple and Xi*omi are still worth learning from.
Of course, those companies selling maotai are even better at this. After all, they can still be doing very well despite having no stock almost all the time.
Mag glanced over at the designated hot pot area. Vanessa and Abraham were sitting together, and Sean was not around. It seemed like he had to be busy at the city lord’s castle right now.
However, Sean’s visit this time was probably to bring Vanessa back with him.
Actually, he was quite fond of this little princess. She was innocent and pure, and was not stuck up or self-entitled. Therefore, he had been willing to help her cure her dental problems.
King Andre and his two sons weren’t any kind souls, but this daughter and the young prince were okay. Mag was not the extreme kind that would make a sweeping judgment.
Of course, if Sean were to eat at Mamy Restaurant, he wouldn’t mind recommending him the latest dark cuisine recipe to try.
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