THE VILLAINESS TURNS THE HOURGLASS

Chapter 99. The Future Different From The Past, Part V

"Bring him right away. There's so much to do."

"Yes! Miss!"

It was the very next day that Annie, who had answered courageously, brought her brother.

His name was Andrew. He looked similar to Annie, but he was tall with clean skin without freckles. It was a good appearance to deal with people. Aria offered him to double the salary he had received at the inn. Andrew's face turned red as well, whether he seemed to have been treated fairly well at the inn.

Of course, keeping a secret was a prerequisite. When Aria said that if he didn't keep it a secret, his sister would be in trouble, Andrew's face was briefly lost in the dark, but as she said if he kept it well in secret, she would guarantee his future that he didn't regret, his face returned to the original state.

"Do you want me to buy sugar?"

"Yes. Buy as much sugar as you can. The more you get at a lower price, the better, but you don't have to bargain if you can't afford it."

"If that's the case, I'm the expert! Don't worry."

It was not otherwise difficult that he was able to complete the mission shortly. It seemed that the word "expert" in the field was true, and he contracted for a large amount of sugar at a lower price than the market price, which had been on the verge of being delivered directly to the store by the wholesaler.

It was because he had coaxed an employee secretly without the owner's recognition. Andrew said that he had been able to buy most of the sugar in the warehouse, as he had advised the employee to take the difference and quickly smuggle it in. Maybe Andrew had done the same work at the inn.

'Maybe the employee thought he could bring it in soon. Can he really do that?'

So Aria gave Andrew a very small amount of grace. She only gave him a present for one of her jewels, but he was delighted as if he had the whole world like Annie. He seemed as easy to handle as his sister.

After storing the collected sugar in a rented warehouse, she waited for the right time, that day when everyone would be thirsty for sugar. Aria put a cake with sweet syrup in her mouth, recalling the past when the import had been blocked and it had soon become a reality. It was dessert after dinner. There would have been a huge amount of sugar in it, too.

From time to time, the merchants had to supply it to the aristocrats who consumed a lot of sugar every day, but sooner or later, it would all run out soon. Since she had bought it from a wholesaler, if the store ran out of everything they were selling, there wouldn't be any more supply.

And the count was very kind enough to tell her the beginning himself.

"And it turns out... we've had quite a headache lately."

"What's going on, honey?"

"There's a rumor going around that foreign business groups have not contacted us one by one."

"Oh, my God. What do you mean?"

The countess asked back with an exaggerated look of surprise. Despite not knowing the details, she was giving an appropriate response. As expected, she looked like a woman who had risen from prostitute to the countess. Mielle, who had hidden her true nature and hoovered his love up alone, also showed her concern. She had always inspired the count into opening his mouth.

"So it's a big deal, isn't it? How can they do such a rude thing?"

"That's why I'm so worried. I guess some of the aristocrats who have been doing business with me have also been in the situation."

'Alas, you should have been good to me earlier. Why did you lie to me? You have been hated by me who has the most information.'

Aria thought, licking the syrup on her lips.

'No matter how much sugar they put in, can this syrup be so sweet? Perhaps the count's anguish is added in it and is it sweeter? So, can I enjoy this sweet dessert every day if I make him always painful?'

Aria asked, with a somber look on her face. "Well, what happens now? If it were imported from a foreign country, it would have been almost in a monopoly... Do you think that there will be a mishap like a loss of supply?"

The count smiled affectionately at her, as it was pessimistic but she pointed out the future fairly well.

"Maybe. I think it's likely to be the case. If it were simply a change of account, the worst would not happen."

"I hope you can find a solution soon and get out of the crisis even if the worst happens."

"If you help me, I might be able to solve it soon."

The count seemed to be quite trusting and counting on Aria. He even said, "Please help me." But Aria had no intention of helping him at all. She wanted to see his face that would be distorted by her interference.

"So, not long ago, Mr. Oscar sent me another present."