Did he not have any fear? Cale could not help but wonder, as Billos said such a thing to the Count�s son, the first born of the ruler of the territory. Was Billos the one who had something to drink?

But Cale did not want to fight with Billos. Billos was someone who was going to take over a large merchant guild. And Billos was being sincere. He was not smiling, he was actually sincerely asking the question.

�Haven�t you always been a trashy young master?�

Cale decided to answer the question. It was not a hard question to answer anyways. It was easier than figuring out how to make money when you have no money.

�Billos.�

Cale had a smile on his face, but did not laugh as he called out to Billos.

�You can�t call your father, �father.� You can�t call your brother, �brother.��

Billos�s gaze turned chilly. He started to take notice of the young master in front of him who had no problem touching his sore spot. Just like he had touched Cale�s sore spot, he was returning the favor by touching his most painful sore spot. Cale just silently made eye contact with Billos for a bit.

The rain started to pour even harder outside. Cale broke the silence and started to smile as he asked.

�Are you going to keep being the bastard? Are you satisfied with that?�

Billos could feel Cale�s sharp gaze on him.

�I know you�re not.�

Cale leaned back on the chair and continued on with an expression that seemed to be thinking about the past.

�I�ve acted like a trash for about ten years, since I started when I was 8.�

�Wow. Now that I think about it, Cale Henituse has been doing trashy things since he was 8 years old. He started drinking when he was 15. What a guy.�

Cale thought about the past of the original Cale that was present in his mind, and started to smile. That smile looked scary to Billos.

At that moment, a small noise cut through the rain to reach Cale and Billos.

Squeak. Squeak. It was the sound of someone coming up the stairs.

Cale looked past Billos�s shoulder to the entrance of the third floor. He could see someone�s head. Black hair. It was Choi Han. Behind him was Ron. Cale had told a servant to tell Choi Han to come to this tea shop later in the day.

Cale moved his gaze away from the two of them, and started to speak to finish his conversation with Billos. Choi Han and Ron finished coming up the stairs and looked toward Cale as he started to speak.

�Billos.�

Billos�s stoic face felt pretty chilly.

�It�s okay to throw away something you�ve been doing for around ten years.�

Cale�s eyes started to look more alive as he continued. JrNovels.com