My Contract Husband Resembles the Male Protagonist - Chapter 75
A curious smile appeared on Jack’s face. Hiring one person was hardly a challenge for him.
If it was an alchemist with such rare skills, it would be a great benefit to running the business.
Jack understood her hidden intent.
‘She’s trying to help me.’
It seemed like she was proposing a deal, but from start to finish, she was saying she had come to help him.
But giving up a massive amount of money—5 million, no less—couldn’t be for purely altruistic reasons.
“Why are you helping our trading guild?”
“Because the Kellefelt Trading Guild sees the future.”
“…..!”
For a moment, Jack was stunned.
Back when the emperor, as a boy, had chosen Kellefelt among countless other trading companies and sent full support.
It was the same thing he had said back then.
Jack looked at Dale, who was sitting nearby observing the situation. It seemed Dale felt the same way.
“You’ll hire him, right?”
“Of course. This isn’t a loss for us at all. Rather, wouldn’t this be a loss for you, young lady?”
“…That’s right. He’s a very dear alchemist to me.”
I covered my mouth as if in regret, but I was actually smiling inside.
‘He eats way too much.’
Even after the alchemist had cured his illness, he got so used to healthy food that he craved herbs like one would gulp down supplements at every meal.
I had decided to send him away from the estate.
I glanced at Jack. His face looked relieved, as if all his worries had been resolved.
“So, I’d like to ask for one more favor… if I may.”
“Please, ask anything.”
This is the moment.
“There’s a business item I really want to sell to you.”
Jack was already fully focused on what I was saying. At that moment, I took out the item I had prepared.
“A hoe.”
“…What?”
The excitement that had filled Jack’s eyes suddenly turned to confusion. At that moment, I burst into a wide smile.
“Buy this. A lot of them. And use Kellefelt’s technology to mass-produce them.”
Jack recorded the event in his log that day.
It was the day he had almost been scammed for the first time in his life.
* * *
“Success!”
I patted Dale’s shoulder enthusiastically.
“We did it, Dale! Now we just need to stamp the contract after filling in the exact sales volume and the papers we received from the lord….”
“…..”
“Dale?”
Dale, who was wearing a scarf, glanced at me and then turned his head.
‘Did I do something wrong?’
Maybe it was because we had aimed for 20 million crobat originally but ended up going with 30 million crobat?
Or because I cut 5 million instead of sticking with 3 million, damaging our finances?
“I didn’t know he was such a dear man to you.”
“…What? What do you mean?”
I had no idea what Dale was talking about, so I asked again. But he still looked sullen, pulling his scarf up to cover his nose.
“The alchemist, he’s your type, isn’t he, Miss Enya?”
“Huh? Me? Not at all!”
It was such an absurd statement.
But Dale didn’t seem to believe me as he turned his head away. A faint breath of white vapor quietly escaped his lips.
“So, you arranged for him to be employed…”
“No, no, it’s just that he ate too many herbs, so I wanted to send him to a better environment.”
“…..”
Dale looked down at me with the gaze of someone trapped behind an iron wall.
“You think about him a lot.”
“Well, that’s because….”
He’s a character from the original story and someone who needs to be sent away for now.
Dale glanced at me and spoke in a low voice.
“Still, I’m your husband, Enya, so I can’t help it.”
