Chapter: 18
�He must be the owner.�
The wealthy bastard, Billos. His round face and full body definitely looked like a baby pig like the novel described. His charm was his extremely bright smile.
�He looks like a piggy bank.�
Cale took out a gold coin and put it on the counter as he ordered.
�I plan on staying on the third floor all day today.�
Billos stared at Cale with a smile on his face. Cale pretended not to notice as he pointed to the bookshelf.
�Any tea that is not bitter. Do you have novels here too or just poems?�
Clang. The sound of someone putting their teacup down rang through the shop. Cale just thought of it as someone putting the teacup down hard and looked toward Billos. He prefered novels to poems.
�Of course. We have a lot of novels as well, young master Cale.�
�Really? Then send up the most interesting book and a cup of tea.�
�Yes. I understand.�
Cale�s gold coin fell onto Billos�s chubby hands. Cale turned away as Billos tried to give him change.
�I�ll drink more tea later so just keep it.�
��But it is still too much, young master.�
A gold coin was worth 1 million gallon. Having that coin, that was worth 1 million Korean won, Cale did something that he had always wanted to try.
�I have a lot of money. Consider it as your tip.�
Talking about how rich you are. Who cares if Billos actually has more money than he does? He also knew about many fateful encounters that will earn him a lot of money. Cale tried to look cool as he pointed toward the tables on the first floor with his chin.
�Well, if it is too much, you can treat everyone here to a cup of tea on me.�
Golden Bell. He wanted to do something like this once. After he told his father that he needed allowance, he received three gold coins which were worth a total of 3 million gallon.
�Young master, still��
�Ah, enough. Just bring my tea.�
It really was good to be the trash. Cale did not care about being respectful as he headed up to the third floor. He could hear whispers coming from behind him, but he did not need to care because there were already enough rumors about him, the trash of the Count�s family.
�Just like I thought.�
There was nobody else on the third floor right now because it was early in the morning. Cale took a seat in the innermost corner of the third floor. He then looked out the window. JrNovels.com
The wealthy bastard, Billos. His round face and full body definitely looked like a baby pig like the novel described. His charm was his extremely bright smile.
�He looks like a piggy bank.�
Cale took out a gold coin and put it on the counter as he ordered.
�I plan on staying on the third floor all day today.�
Billos stared at Cale with a smile on his face. Cale pretended not to notice as he pointed to the bookshelf.
�Any tea that is not bitter. Do you have novels here too or just poems?�
Clang. The sound of someone putting their teacup down rang through the shop. Cale just thought of it as someone putting the teacup down hard and looked toward Billos. He prefered novels to poems.
�Of course. We have a lot of novels as well, young master Cale.�
�Really? Then send up the most interesting book and a cup of tea.�
�Yes. I understand.�
Cale�s gold coin fell onto Billos�s chubby hands. Cale turned away as Billos tried to give him change.
�I�ll drink more tea later so just keep it.�
��But it is still too much, young master.�
A gold coin was worth 1 million gallon. Having that coin, that was worth 1 million Korean won, Cale did something that he had always wanted to try.
�I have a lot of money. Consider it as your tip.�
Talking about how rich you are. Who cares if Billos actually has more money than he does? He also knew about many fateful encounters that will earn him a lot of money. Cale tried to look cool as he pointed toward the tables on the first floor with his chin.
�Well, if it is too much, you can treat everyone here to a cup of tea on me.�
Golden Bell. He wanted to do something like this once. After he told his father that he needed allowance, he received three gold coins which were worth a total of 3 million gallon.
�Young master, still��
�Ah, enough. Just bring my tea.�
It really was good to be the trash. Cale did not care about being respectful as he headed up to the third floor. He could hear whispers coming from behind him, but he did not need to care because there were already enough rumors about him, the trash of the Count�s family.
�Just like I thought.�
There was nobody else on the third floor right now because it was early in the morning. Cale took a seat in the innermost corner of the third floor. He then looked out the window. JrNovels.com
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