Chapter 13

"…Is he really an incompetent who can't even read or write properly?"

"Don't joke around."

After the commotion at dinner, Logan and Oscar exchanged such words as they returned to the study.

"Rather, the opposite, I think."

"He might be a genius who could send shockwaves through the capital with a single move."

Logan leaned back deeply in his chair.

"What in the world is going on?"

He sighed deeply, completely at a loss.

"I thought the rumors were different, given how he read the contract thoroughly today… but if he made something so extraordinary…"

It was no longer a matter of whether the rumors were true or not.

"No… there's still the possibility that Amelia is lying about making the medicine herself."

"That possibility remains."

The claim that she made the medicine herself could be a complete lie.

In fact, it seemed more plausible to think so.

To such an extent, the power of the medicine Amelia used was extraordinary.

Now, the gravity of the situation was slowly sinking in with a sense of reality.

If it were true, he would have liked to verify it in the next meeting, but there were many documents that needed to be processed by the end of the day, so he decided to hear the story again later.

"From her reaction, it doesn't seem like she's lying…"

"I understand that well."

If it really was something Amelia made.

"The Haggle family… would have let go of an extraordinary talent."

As Logan thought, Oscar stroked his beard and recalled.

"Strangely, it seemed like Lady Amelia had no grasp of the value of the medicine she made herself."

"I agree. If that's the case, maybe the Haggle family never told her the value of the medicine?"

"Or maybe she just doesn't know."

"That's possible."

Medicine is a very delicate and time-consuming product to create.

Since it cannot be mass-produced, even a single dose is extremely valuable.

Moreover, with that kind of effect, a single dose would be worth about a commoner's average monthly salary.

It's hard to believe that the head of the Haggle family, known for his obsession with money, would have known about Amelia's abilities and still offered that amount as a dowry.

While the amount offered was somewhat high, it wasn't exorbitant.

There's no way he would have married off a daughter who could generate enormous profits with a single dose of medicine for that amount.

"That's right… I need to talk to Amelia about the dowry…"

It had slipped his mind amidst all the tasks.

He needed to proceed with the procedures at an appropriate time.

(There's so much to do… I'll address the dowry when the topic comes up from Amelia.)

There are priorities in everything.

Right now, the immediate priority is to process the documents in front of him.

It was impossible to make a decision at the moment.

"Anyway, keep today's events confidential. Make sure to warn all the servants who were present."

"Of course, sir."

"And hurry up with the investigation into Amelia's family."

"Understood, sir."

Logan roughly scratched his head, then sighed deeply as he looked at the mountain of documents on his desk.

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