Published at 23rd of November 2022 9:56 am

Chapter 19

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She added, after a moment of reminiscence.

"When we used to work together, there were a lot of customers looking for your coffee."

'Isn't it much better now than then?'

It must be thanks to selecting good coffee beans and making coffee with outstanding skills.

Emma spared no praise.

"I think the coffee you make is the best."

"Oh, my God, there's nothing to come up with even if you say it like that."...."

"I mean it, Eve."

Emma, who said so, put down the coffee cup.

Evelyn clenched her shoulders unknowingly.

Emma's eyes on Evelyn were, unlike before, very serious.

"In fact, it's no coincidence that I visited here today."

"It's not a coincidence?"

Evelyn faced Emma with a mysterious face.

Emma quietly opened her mouth to Evelyn with a calm expression.

"You know, your coffee house is very popular these days."

"Well......."

Evelyn rolled her eyes.

Of course, Evelyn herself was aware of the fact that her coffee house was quite well established on Linten Street.

But I didn't expect that rumor to go into Emma's ear.......

"I heard the coffee was very delicious, so I came here."

Once again Emma took a sip of coffee, looking at Evelyn with satisfaction.

"I didn't expect to see anyone here that I missed."

Saying so, Emma looked playfully frowned.

Toward Evelyn, who blinked her eyes, Emma continued in a strange voice.

"Anyway, back to the original story...I'm the boss now, right?"

Evelyn nodded in a daze.

Emma caressed the rim of the coffee cup in a relaxed motion.

The wedding ring on the fourth finger of the left hand sparkled and reflected the light.

"Top shareholders should know how to invest in profitable products."

"If it's a profitable product......."

"Yeah, Eve, you and the coffee you make."

In an unexpected remark, Evelyn couldn't hide her surprised face.

But Emma asked Evelyn in a serious voice.

"I want to pick you up and take you, exactly, what do you think?"

"You want to pick me?"

"Yeah, I'd like to hire you as a store manager at the coffee house we'll make later."

Evelyn's eyes sank deeply with all kinds of worries.

Emma, who missed the opportunity, added: "There are a lot of conditions."

"I'll leave it entirely up to you to look for and decorate a coffee house."

"Can I?"

"Of course. Besides, you don't have to serve customers yourself, I'm planning on having enough employees."

The conditions Emma called were really unconventional, whether it was to take Evelyn somehow.

But Emma's words didn't stop.

"All you have to do is manage and teach employees."

"Are you sure that's all you have to do?"

"Of course! I'll take care of your house and salary, what do you think?"

Emma twinkled her eyes.

But after a while, Evelyn shook her head.

"Thanks for the offer, but I refuse it."

Evelyn's refusal was unthinkable, Emma raised her eyes wide open.

"How come?"

To that question, Evelyn pondered for a moment.

Because Emma's terms were objectively excellent.

In particular, just managing employees means that there will be more time available for Bianca.

Nevertheless, the reason why Evelyn rejected Emma's offer.......

"Actually, I like running my own coffee house."

Saying so, Evelyn smiled slightly.

Unable to overcome the disappointment, Emma tried to persuade Evelyn somehow.

"But Eve, think about it. You'll have more personal time, more salary......."

"Emma, I know what a good deal you've offered me."

Evelyn shook her head lightly.

In a soft but determined manner, it seemed to me that I did not want to hear any more suggestions.

"But so far, I don't want to be tied up somewhere."

"So, do you want to keep this coffee house running?"

"For now, yes.

In an open answer, Emma looked at Evelyn with hawk eyes.

"First of all?"

"Well, as a matter of fact......."

Evelyn clouded the words for a moment.

In fact, Evelyn didn't exactly want to run a coffee house.

However, it was expensive and the probability of success was not clearly measured, so I was just thinking.

"......It might actually be a pipe dream."

Hesitating for a long time, Evelyn replied with a look of embarrassment.

Emma, who was pouring the remaining cookies into her mouth, asked questions with curious eyes.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"No, I'm a little embarrassed......."

"What are you ashamed of? Eve, the man in front of you is right above you."

Emma grinned with her eyes.

"I'll determine if there's any commercial value. What do you think?"

"How come you're talking nonsense, though."

"Yves, if you have an upper-class friend, you should use it at times like this."

"Don't you think?"

Asking back, Emma shrugged lightly.

Well, that's true too.

Evelyn opened her mouth carefully.

"Actually, I'm thinking about branding a coffee house."

"...branded?"

"Yeah, now we only have our own coffee house, right?"

Suddenly, Evelyn's eyes were full of expectations for the coffee house she imagined.

Evelyn continued the explanation in a passionate voice.

"Of course, existing coffee houses have their advantages, because you can taste a wider variety of coffee."

Emma, listening to Evelyn, felt somehow overwhelmed by her friend.

"But we can't guarantee a uniform taste, can we?"

That was, Evelyn thought, the biggest problem with the current coffee house market.

The difference in taste is too big.

"A good coffee house will make delicious coffee, but there will definitely be coffee houses that don't."

"Well, that's true."

"I want to reduce the odds of that kind of randomness a little bit."

Evelyn continued with force.

"Wherever you go in the Empire, you can have the same quality of coffee made from the same coffee beans and recipes."

Emma could not hide her surprised face when she heard it.

"So you're saying you're going to run multiple coffee houses under the same conditions?"

"Yes, I think it would be nice to brand a coffee house like that......."

Meanwhile, the heated voice gradually became smaller.

No wonder she seemed so excited.

Somehow ashamed, Evelyn muttered, slightly turning her head.

"Actually...... It's too dreamy a story.

Building such a business system required money, manpower, and a stable source of materials.

And Evelyn barely maintains her current coffee house and can't afford to raise Bianca.

But Emma, on the contrary, had a serious face.

"So, you had that dream."

"Well...... I told you, it's so fanciful."

"No, I don't think so."

Emma's answer, Evelyn opened her eyes round.

After a while, she asked Emma carefully.

"...... So, do you think there's a possibility of the plan I mentioned?"

"Yeah, I think it's a great plan, not just a possibility."

Emma's serious answer, Evelyn blushed softly.

"I see, I'm glad it's not nonsense at all."

As we had a conversation, time was well past.

"Oh, my God, when did the time come like this?"

Emma, who checked the time, got up from her seat making a fuss.

"Yves, I have to go now. I have a place to stop."

Emma, who said so, took out her wallet.

Evelyn hurled her hand.

"No money, I haven't seen a friend in a long time, so I'll treat you."

"No, I feel more sorry when you come out like this."

Emma, who inevitably held the silver in Evelyn's hand, looked at her and smiled.

"Can I come over for coffee again next time?"

"Come any time, then."

Evelyn also smiled at Emma face to face at Emma.

Emma, who was busily walking toward the front door, suddenly looked back.

"But Eve, I want to ask you a question."

"What is it?"

Evelyn faced Emma with a mysterious face.

Emma couldn't open her mouth even after bringing it up to see if it was something difficult to ask.

"......Why did you leave seven years ago?"

Emma, who had been hesitating for a long time, suddenly asked a question.

Then Evelyn left the system as if she were fleeing.

He quit his job as if he were throwing it away, and later the manager was madly angry, saying he was "not responsible."

Evelynda, who usually does her job well, was not like that.

Rumor has it that the Duke of Neidhart's Grandmother has visited Evelyn.......

"......just."

Evelyn, slightly hardened, smiled forcedly after a while.

"There were a lot of things."

"I see."

Emma nodded slightly, too, as Evelyn seemed unwilling to say more.

"I'm sorry if it was a rude question, but I was so surprised that you suddenly disappeared......."

"No, you might be curious."

"See you later, then."

"Yes."

The two women greeted each other kindly at the door.

The door closed with a rattle and a bell.

Evelyn's face, which had been smiling all along, slowly collapsed.

"Whoa......."

After a long sigh and a mixture of complicated minds, she raised her head.

The door opened, and the customer strode in.

"Welcome."

Evelyn smiled gently.

At the entrance of Linten Street, there was a carriage standing.

"Madam, did you have a good conversation?"

A horseman waiting for Emma politely opened the door.

Emma, who nodded slightly, gets on the wagon in a familiar move.

After a while, Emma put her destination in her mouth.

"To the Duke of Neidhart's Townhouse."

Despite its immense destination, the horseman was not too surprised to drive the wagon.

As if I've been in and out several times before.

The carriage began to glide down the street.

The townhouse of the Duke of Neidhart was at the heart of the system.

Looking comparable to the imperial family, Emma swallowed her dry drool without realizing it.

That figure no family could ever reach.

That was the position the Duke of Neidhart now held in the Hildesheim Empire.

"Come this way, Mrs. Sutherland."

A servant, who had been in the city in advance, guided Emma into the townhouse.

The soft carpet imported from abroad, top-notch furniture, and colorful corridors decorated with all kinds of art were as harmonious as masterpieces themselves.

As they walked through the winding corridor and up the stairs, a large door finally greeted them.

"Hold on a second."

The servant, who gave Emma a light wink, knocked on the door with theft.

And after a while.

"Come on in."

A calm answer came back.

The servant who opened the door briefly bowed before stepping down.

Emma stepped carefully into the room.

Unlike the splendid townhouse, the office used mainly by its owner, Duke, was practical.

And.......

"Welcome, Mrs. Sutherland."

A drowsy greeting crossed Emma's ear.

Islay, looking out of the window, sneaked back.

His face, against the sun, was like a statue made of ice.

It's beautiful and cool, and I don't feel a thing of the warmth of a normal person.

"Long time no see, Duke Neidhart."

"Yes. How's your business going recently?"

"Of course, it's all thanks to the Duke's care."

Emma laughed hard.

At the very least, the top of Sutherland, run by a commoner couple, was able to inflate rapidly because regular deals with the Duke of Neidhart were supported.

"Sit down."

"Thank you."

Emma sat down carefully.

Islay, sitting opposite, snapped a question.

"So, how's Eve doing?"

The previous relaxed attitude was a cleanly volatile, somewhat nervous voice.

"Yes, I thought she was doing well."

"Was she healthy? Was there anything uncomfortable? If anyone bothers......."

"No, I don't think so."

In fact, Islay's concerns were futile.

After Evelyn settled on Linten Street, security on Linten Street, which had previously been in compliance, was much better.

It was because the Duke of Neidhart pressured the security forces.

That's not enough, Islay deftly untied Evelyn so he wouldn't notice.

All to protect Evelyn and Bianca's mother and daughter.

With a short sigh, Islay leaned over the sofa.

"I see, I'm glad to hear that.

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