96 Episode

Suddenly, a positive atmosphere surrounded Blanche's face.

"Matthew, from now on, you will be in charge of the harvest here. Of course, it's a temporary position, so don't be too disappointed. We might consider hiring you permanently depending on your performance."

"Me?!"

"I won't say it twice." Matthew, seemingly overwhelmed by this unexpected opportunity, struggled to form words. Eventually, he shouted with enthusiasm.

"I will work hard, Blanche!"

Naturally, there were no members of the organization who complained due to Blanche's influence.

The restaurant at Giato Family House

Was bustling unlike seven years ago.

Blanche, after giving a report on today's work, took Matthew and Ricardo to the restaurant. | Inside the restaurant, 12 members of the organization were guarding flawlessly.

Illya was sitting at the head of the table adorned with gold, waiting for everyone.

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"Blanche, come in. I heard you made another big achievement today." "It just happened." "Our Consigliere will be surprised once again."

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Illya smiled lightly and shifted his gaze to his eldest son.

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"Long time no see. Ricardo, even though we live in the same house, it's rare to see you." ". . . . I hope you've been well."

"I'm fine, thanks to our reliable Consigliere." Ricardo clenched his fist tightly behind Blanche.

His expression was unusual. It was expected. He still saw Blancshe as the government of Iliya.

That's why. Ricardo didn't know what to do because he resented his father today as well. "If I were Blancshe's lover, I would never cheat. No, I can't cheat. How can another woman catch his eye when Blancshe is right there?" So that's why. He was even more disturbed than usual, as if he had swallowed a burning fireball and breathing became painful.

Above all, Ricardo felt unjust that he couldn't give everything to the woman he loved, sitting in the highest position.

It was frustrating that he didn't have the opportunity or ability. And Iliya knew this kind of son's heart as much as anyone else. She also suffered from the fever of love once.

"Mariella. Is this your way of imitating a shameless flirt? He soon resolved to explain directly to Ricardo about his relationship with Blancshe.

Meanwhile, Blancshe introduced Matthew. "Boss, let me introduce you. This is Matthew, who has become the harvest manager of the temporary Majiato Grain Company." Iliya leaned back on the chair like a satisfied lion.

"Blancshe. You must trust your decision. But it's unexpected. You're giving a chance to an outsider."

That's when it happened. Matthew, who had been stiff like a piece of wood until now, suddenly raised his voice.

"Of course, I am an outsider! But Boss! You won't regret giving me this job!"

In an instant, Iliya frowned. "Who said you could speak?"

Line 9 (continued): "Yes?"

"Hey. Didn't you see that I was having a conversation with Consilieri?"

"Um, well. . . ." "Blanche. Do I really have to use this guy?"

She wanted to grab Matthew's forehead tightly in response to his displeasing tone.

"Yeah, I guess. I also slightly regret it."

"I'm, I'm sorry!"

Blanche tightened her jaw without expression. It was an added bonus that Ricardo's face also became serious.

Iliya smirked slightly and her blue eyes flashed.

Matthew shouted with a stiff military posture. "Yes! I am Matthew, the son of Ryan from the Kingdom of Alirum!"

"Matthew. Make sure to take a good look at our Consilieri's face at least once."

"Thank you! Um, but I have one suggestion to make!" It was clear that Matthew lacked learning ability and tact. To intervene even in this situation.

Illya was helpless.

"Since when did Blancshe start giving work to such an inexperienced person?"

Suddenly, Matthew's handsome face appeared in Illya's sight.

"Could it be that Blancshe has a taste for such a person?"

Knowing her personality, it was a hard guess for Groseon to believe.

However, it was not a situation where one could let their guard down. Blancshe doesn't keep people around without a purpose.

Above all, even if it's because of appearance, a purpose is still a purpose.

Illya couldn't let herself be robbed of the position of future daughter-in-law and the boss of the future Giato family.

His eyes narrowed. Illya didn't hide her hostility towards Matthew. It was also to see Blancshe's reaction.

"You. Did you forget that you just went to the gates of hell and came back?"

"I, I. . . That's, well. . ."

Matthew looked like he could faint at any moment. And in this situation, he looked at Blancshe, the only person who could save him. Pathetically, like a discarded pet.

Blancshe sighed and reluctantly intervened to protect Matthew. As long as there was a GM, she couldn't just let him die like this.

"So, what is it that you're willing to risk your life to say, Matthew?"

"Please allow the refugees gathered outside to build their own living quarters!"

Matthew closed his eyes tightly and sighed. However, Iliya Buja noticed the fact that Blancshe unexpectedly took Matthew's side, rather than his wounded courage. Therefore, he couldn't leave Matthew like this. Blancshe's terrifying gaze, which he had never experienced before, captivated Matthew. Especially Iliya couldn't control his anger this time. He was twice as cunning as usual. "Matthew, you have made a tremendous mistake." "It's not a mistake! This will be a great benefit to our Giato family! Think about it, boss! Expanding the territory of the Giato family and collecting taxes!" "I see. Do you think I would have left the refugees like that if I didn't know that fact?" "No way, was it true that Digitallis intentionally manipulated the population?" Iliya chuckled. It was a positive meaning. "The fewer people, the easier it is to control. Especially in this city where there are plenty of individuals who can wipe out a whole village with a single word." No one can become stronger than the Giato family. This was one of Blancshe's secrets to leading the family to the strongest position. However, Matthew was not about to give up. He couldn't miss this opportunity. "But. . ." "Blancshe, can I execute this friend right away? He's quite annoying." Ricardo also spoke up. He didn't like Matthew, who had been talking to Blancshe all the way to the family house. "Boss, I don't doubt your judgment, but I don't think this is the right thing to do."

After a long time, the rich man's hearts were in sync and they exchanged glances, the rich man stared at Blancshe with eyes full of anticipation.

However, Matthew had a GM.

Blancshe, please protect the lead role.

Suddenly, Blancshe stopped chewing her food.

"Come to think of it, why is Matthew in Digithalis? He should be in the Alim Kingdom."

Blancshe realized it was too late. "The original story has changed! Could it be because of me? Because I adapted so well to Digithalis? But I'm just an extra!"

"Blancshe?"

"Boss?"

Matthew eagerly waited for Illiya's reaction as Blancshe held her hand up, and he also looked forward to Blancshe's persuasive argument that would follow.

Maybe she had found a great reason that he hadn't thought of yet, a reason to help the refugees. But her decision didn't need a reason.

Illya still looked at Matthew suspiciously but nodded immediately.

"Digitalis will be distributed for several years."

Blanche plans to borrow GM's hand once more.

"You have made a wise decision, boss."

Their faces all said, "As expected of our Consigliere!"

'This is not Blanche's opinion, it's mine! I should be the one receiving praise!'

Matthew cautiously asked, coughing, "Boss, is this the end?"

Illya frowned.

"No way! I just. . . I just wanted you to acknowledge the business plan I came up with, Blanche. . ."

Matthew shrank back, intimidated by Illya's wealthy appearance and the intimidating gazes of the organization members.

Finally, Illya issued an irreversible command.

"Blanche. Command as the boss. Today, I will execute this troublemaker."

Ricardo and the other members of the organization nodded silently as GM rolled his foot.

{Blanche!}

Blanche became even more troubled in that moment.

She sighed as if annoyed, opened her closed lips.

That's when it happened.

Gurgle.

Blanche's stomach moved before her tongue.

There was no need for any further struggle. Illya immediately informed the chef.

"If Blanche, with her short appetite, doesn't eat enough today, you will be executed," she said.

The villainess received the family's worship and

Note: Unrevised