The Villainess Reverses The Hourglass Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Chapter 119. The Future Different From The Past, Part XXV

Chapter 119. The Future Different From The Past, Part XXV

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

It was not enough to take away luxury goods that were monopolized by the Aristocratic Party, call procedures, and to not give them new permits. He made some n.o.bles bankrupt and now was about to crash into the market.

Perhaps they had been rushing to open a new account, and if the market would fall, they wouldn’t be able to make a profit. It was likely that the deal might have been done at a price many times higher than the trade route the Crown Prince intercepted.

‘And if I’m going to take the market down here…’

The aristocrats, who had suffered losses by purchasing luxury goods at exorbitant prices, would try to buy cheap ones at a glance. They would pretend not to be on the outside but buy something cheap. If the Aristocratic Party cut their prices accordingly, they would suffer losses as much as they sold.

‘They won’t sell it at a fair price, and if they lower the price and sell it, they’ll lose money, so them losing is only a matter of time whichever option they choose.’

The Marquis of Vincent always thought that the Crown Prince had been being pushed by the Aristocratic Party, but he was doing pretty well. He was just before the adult ceremony and was doing an unstoppable attack. It was only the n.o.bles that were harmed. When the marquis got his thoughts straightened out, he was quite pleased with what the Crown Prince was doing. Vincent smiled raising the corners of his mouth.

“I’ll have to write a letter. Bring me a pen and paper.”

There was no hesitation in writing back. The smooth-written letter was a total of two letters, one for Pinonua Lane, and the other for his man, who managed the luxury goods.

The marquis, under the direction of the Crown Prince, lowered the price of luxury goods, which led to the bankruptcy of several n.o.bles of the Aristocratic Party again.

* * *

“Oh my gosh…! Miss, did you hear the news?” Annie called Aria, acting imprudently.

Aria was just reading a newspaper, so she could quickly see what she wanted to say.

“Are you talking about the casino case?”

“That’s right! How can corruption occur at the casino again? Is it cursed? The curse on the casino owner!”

One of Aria’s mouths was raised to a childlike concept that was not appropriate for her age.

Annie blushed and hurriedly made an excuse. “Oh, no, well… I mean… Is there really such a curse?”

“It may be.”

It might be a curse. Certainly, it was the curse of the Crown Prince.

Two casino owners were severely punished by the Crown Prince. The former would have made a mistake on his own, but for the latter, she was not sure about. However, it was suspected that perhaps the latter had been played a fish in the hands of the Crown Prince.

“The Aristocratic Party who bought the casino that was originally owned by the Crown Prince is stupid.”

“You’re right! It wasn’t a penny or two, but I think it was taken over too rashly. They were caught in a string of wires, but it was stupid. I doubt if they’re really a n.o.bleman!”

‘Even the working cla.s.s don’t trade in such a short time when they take over stores.’ But the time had been too short for Viscount Vigue. It was doubtful that he had even looked at the doc.u.ments related to the casino.

“Well, it’s a good thing anyway.”

“What? What’s a good thing? That’s why the count is getting pretty messed up, too.”

The more the Aristocratic Party collapsed, the better. That way, wouldn’t it be possible to completely destroy the stupid Mielle? It was okay to say that the Count Roscent family would go bankrupt. No, if it went bankrupt, the princess wouldn’t take care of Mielle anymore.

After all, the Count Roscent family had not helped her. And there was no need for such a vain t.i.tle anymore. ‘Aren’t countless young businessmen pledging allegiance to themselves now?’

In addition, she heard that there were countless of people who wanted to partic.i.p.ate in the meeting led by Investor A, so it was better to watch the Count Roscent family squeeze out a teary nose as it was ruined. It also seemed to be pleasant.

‘Mielle, who wears old clothes and falls on the streets crying…’

Aria answered with a smile.

“Yes, I made a mistake. I’m afraid my father will feel uncomfortable.”

Annie and Jessie tilted their heads at the tone, which did not have a drop of sincerity. Either it had or not, Aria kept the tea in her mouth with a smile on it.

“The tea is really bad. How can you make something like this? Huh? Berry.”

Berry shuddered like an aspen tree when some blame was on her again today. Aria didn’t hit her otherwise, but Aria didn’t know how scared Berry was. ‘Isn’t that cute?’

“I’m telling you’re saying. That’s how I still don’t understand how she got a job in the Count Roscent family.”

As Annie helped, Berry’s face turned colorful. She seemed to bear her anger. Annie hit Berry’s arm with a fan and warned her.

“You’re not mad, are you? It’s weird that you’re angry in the first place”

“Oh, no…”

The answer was like that, but it was a face that her pride was hurt very much. It was time to get used to it, but why did she still build her self-esteem? Aria dropped the cup of tea on the floor, as she didn’t want to see it.

Clank! A high-end crystal teacup, which must have been made by a craftsman, hit the floor and broke into pieces. Annie and Jessie also looked at Berry’s wreckage with eyes wide open, perhaps surprised.

“Clean that up and bring me a new tea. I’m thirsty, so do it within five minutes.”

It was a ridiculous request, but Berry could not excuse it. That was the difference in status, whatever Aria’s origin was. Berry closed her eyes and opened it to get rid of the debris, and she hurried out of the room, ignoring the scars on her hands.

“It’s almost dinner time. Miss, are you going to have another tea again?”

“No way. Shouldn’t I have dinner now? I can waste the tea… I’d better get Berry to drink it all.”

That was quite the hara.s.sment, not as much dust, compared to what Aria had been hara.s.sed in the past. ‘Isn’t she at least alive? If she can’t stand this much, why did she accuse me so cruelly?’

At the turn of ten minutes after five minutes, Berry appeared and looked pale as if she had imagined the imminent severe punishment.

“Miss… I brought the new tea…”

The flapping hands looked very pathetic.

“Really? What a poor girl! Five minutes had already pa.s.sed, and I think I’ll have to go to dinner, but I’m sure you’ll have it all.”

Aria, who rose from her seat, walked out of her room with a graceful gait, straightening her back. Annie and Jessie also followed her, so Berry was left alone in Aria’s room.

“The shallow, vulgar s.l.u.t…”

Now she was not afraid but full of tears and anger, but she had the same ferocity as she had had in the past when she had declared Aria’s sins in detail.

* * *

Today, the atmosphere of the dinner was heavy, and Aria was eating with a big smile inside her. The atmosphere of the funeral parlor would be brighter than this.

The count said with a dark face. “I don’t know how many already. I can’t believe they went bankrupt so easily…”

“… Honey.”

The Countess, who had no other knowledge in the aristocratic society, was extremely reticent, with a look of regret. It was a wise choice. If she didn’t go against the Count by saying something she shouldn’t, she would survive for a long time.

“I heard it was the Marquis of Vincent, who drove down the price of luxury goods. Wasn’t he… a moderate?”

Mielle’s face was not bright either.

“He was. I thought so, but I don’t know why he turned around all of a sudden. He doesn’t budge an inch when I tell him to raise the price. He said he’d only sell what he got with a cheap price…”

“I didn’t think he was the one to do that. What a mess the market is right now…”

“So do I. I’ve always thought he was cold but straight, but how could he do this?”

“Furthermore, I can’t believe what the Viscount of Vigue did.”

When the name of the Viscount of Vigue came out, the Count’s complexion was thrown away like a corpse. If luxury goods were a simple matter of funding, the Viscount of Vigue was a big problem that shook the inside of the Aristocratic Party.