Chapter 1715: The Results Are Out
“I haven’t been to Mamy Restaurant for a while. I wonder if Mr. Mag would like it if I dressed like this?” Gloria looked into the mirror as she compared which pair of earrings she should wear. Her face blushed slightly, and then she glared at herself through the mirror shyly.”I’m just going over there to discuss the textile partnership. Mm-hm. That’s it!”
The lady I love is right in front of me, but she’s dressing up for someone else. Who would understand this kind of pain… Camilla lay on the roof with her hand over her chest as she watched Gloria mumble to herself in her room.
No. I can’t just wait for things to happen! I must do something! Camilla picked herself up and hung upside down on the roof as she paced around. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she mumbled to herself, “The gift I gave previously was such a failure. I’m going to do it again! Since Miss Gloria likes to make clothes, I’ll make her some myself!”
Yes. That’s it! Camilla watched as Gloria did her finishing touches, and could not help but start imagining the latter put on the clothes she made. Gloria would definitely be very touched, and then she would be successfully tamed.
“I’m such a genius!” Camilla smiled proudly. She looked at Gloria again, and disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
Was there something outside just now? Gloria turned back to look out of the window for a while, but there was nothing outside.
It’s still early. I will go to the factory first. The last batch of winter wear should be ready. After a while longer, the weather will warm up, and we can launch the spring collection. We have to start production early. Gloria put on her down jacket, and walked out of the door. Mars, who was waiting at the door, received her purse and gave her a verbal report as he followed behind her.
Cyril was neglected because of what happened, and Gloria was now seen as the popular candidate for the heir to the Moreton Family.
What followed after was more work and strict expectations.
Now that Cyril was no longer her opponent, her point of comparison became Scheer, who was also the oldest granddaughter who inherited her family business.
They were of similar age, and were both cross-generation inheritors. Both of them were also very good-looking, so people would always like to compare them.
“Are there any movements from Cyril?” Gloria asked casually while boarding a horse-drawn carriage.
“Cyril is staying at home obediently. He would always greet Master in the morning and at night. It did seem that he had repented. Madam Aviva, Herty, and Herny have gone to Madam twice to make a fuss about their limited monthly pocket money,” Mars replied.
“Now he knows to get his wife and daughters to kick up a fuss. However, Grandma dotes on them. This time, without Grandfather’s consent, I doubt their restrictions would be lifted anytime soon,” Gloria scoffed. Back then, Gloria’s family’s monthly allowance was not even 5,000 copper coins.
“As long as our partnership with Mr. Mag goes smoothly, you will be able to revive the Moreton Family’s textile industry and keep it under Blue Suede. If anything happened to the inheritance, you would be able to stand on your own with these two assets.” Mr. Mag admired Gloria. Although his young mistress had started out a little later than Miss Scheer, ever since she set her heart on entering the business field, the decisions that she had made were all praiseworthy.
Blue Suede had unlimited potential, and the partnership with Mr. Mag might cause a revolutionary change in Norland Continent’s textile industry.
“I will hold on tight to whatever’s mine. At least I won’t let it land in the hands of others,” Gloria said with a smile. She brushed some hair away from her face, and lifted a corner of the carriage’s curtain to look out and allow the wind to blow at her face.
“What’s the situation like?” Mag asked as he appeared at the cave and looked at the people surrounding the spell formation.
“Woah!!!”
Babla, who was absorbed in studying the picture, almost jumped as she stared wide-eyed at Mag, who appeared out of nowhere.
“The seal is getting weaker. Judging from this speed, we have around seven days left. If we can’t strengthen the seal in seven days, it might be able to break through the seal,” Irina said solemnly as she walked over.
“Alex, I have a piece of good news and a piece of bad news. Which one do you want to hear?” Krassu looked at Mag, and before the latter could reply, the former smilingly answered, “The bad news is that we still haven’t figured out the spell formation. The good news is this young lady is rather impressive. She has already helped Novan understand the rough meaning of this formation. Otherwise, we would really have to depend on luck to strengthen the formation.”
He’s Alex? Big Sister Irina’s man? He is… rather good-looking. Babla looked at Mag in shock upon hearing that. This was the first time she saw Alex without a mask, and it was rather different from what she imagined.
“Not bad, young lady,” Mag told Babla. This lass had not let him down indeed.
“I am Babla. I’m not some young lady,” Babla said seriously as she stood up a little straighter to make herself seem taller.
“Alright, young lady Babla, thank you,” Mag said with a smile.
“That’ll do too.” Babla rolled her eyes. In any case, she was unable to outfight him, so she could only continue deciphering the spell formation quietly.
When she found out about the importance of this spell formation, she carried the entire burden of saving the world on her own shoulders. That was way more meaningful than serving dishes in the restaurant. Therefore, she was still very serious even if deciphering a rune with thousands of characters was very monotonous and troublesome.
Mag walked one round around the seal. Perhaps it was because he had chopped off a part of the octopus monster, but ever since he appeared in the cave, the octopus monster kept staring at him, and was waving its thick tentacles furiously. If it were not for the seal, it would have already gone at Mag.
“Stop looking. I’ve already made your tentacle into teppanyaki. It tastes quite good,” Mag said with a smile.
“Chi…”
The octopus monster flared up all of a sudden. Its numerous tentacles dashed towards Mag, causing the spell formation to flicker as though it would shatter any time.
“Ding! The results are out for the unknown organism. Would the host like to receive it now?”
Just then, the system’s notification rang in Mag’s head.