Chapter 14

Opesa became increasingly afraid to approach Sinderel.

First, the incident with the notebook caused panic among the people, then the encounter in the alley left her with lingering fears, and finally the accident on the black market. These things constantly struck at her nerves, causing her fear of Sinderel to grow like weeds.

She couldn't pretend nothing had happened. All the pressure piled up in her mind, making her breathless and even losing her appetite. And considering the notebook, she had to bite the bullet and approach Sinderel.

Sinderel had always been xenophobic, rarely allowing anyone into his room. She had tried to enter under the pretext of delivering medicine, but was, as expected, stopped at the door. She had also considered forcing her way in under the pretext of inspecting the room to find the piece of paper, but thinking of his unpredictable mood, Opesa backed off.

Sinderel was like an iceberg that refused to melt. He was cold, cruel, and his emotions were unpredictable. Opesa knew that if she wasn't careful, he would take her life without hesitation.

Helplessly, she could only keep a close eye on Sinderel's whereabouts, not letting him out of her sight, to prevent him from looking for someone who knew Chinese to translate the contents of the notes.

After a quick meal, Holly arrived at the store and found that she had already bought all the materials she needed and had them neatly stacked in the workshop.

Opesha took a casual inventory and then called Dusula and Anastasia to hold a small meeting in the workshop.

She secretly glanced at Sinderel outside. Sinderel was sitting at the counter reading a book and did not notice her gaze.

After making sure that Sinderel didn't notice, Opesha gently closed the door.

"Have you heard any news recently?" Opesa asked.

She didn't forget to carry on with the main storyline, and specifically instructed her two daughters to go out and get news about the royal family, preferably related to Prince Henry. Of course, she was very tactful, and her words were all for her two daughters, without revealing her true purpose.

"I found out, I found out!" Dusula's voice changed with excitement. "National Day is coming soon. The prince will be accompanying the church on a charity trip soon!"

Finally, there was new progress. Opesa's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Yes, the prince will start from the church in the city, follow First Avenue, and end at the slums of Fifth Avenue." Anastasia said, "Mother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Opesa knew this was a rare opportunity, so she immediately cleared her throat and said, "Girls, go find a clothing store and dress yourself up a little more modestly. Then buy some bread and pretend to give it as alms. Maybe the prince will see you and think you are kind girls, so he will invite you to the royal banquet."

The two daughters immediately agreed and quickly left the shop to go to the clothing store to buy clothes.

As the two walked away, Opesa deliberately waited a moment before leaving the workshop. With a composed expression, Opesa glanced at Sinderel at the counter and said, "Sinderel, I suddenly have a craving for that black bread from the place on First Avenue. Go get it for me." Opesa raised her chin and said, "Come here, let me see if you have any hidden money on you."

Sinderel looked up at her, then back at the book. After a while, he closed the book and threw it aside. He stood up and turned out all his pockets.

He had nothing on him except the dagger he never left. Opesha felt relieved and slapped the money on the counter: "Go ahead, I'll give you the rest to buy a book."

After spending some time together, Opesa got to know Sinderel's hobbies. He didn't have many hobbies, except for taking care of small animals and reading.

Although she was still worried that he might have memorized the words and then asked someone to translate them, Opesha thought of this and sent her two daughters to First Avenue.

There was only one bakery on First Avenue, owned by Pace Trading Company, so no one dared to steal its business. The two clueless daughters would only buy bread from that bakery. Although they were a bit clueless, they were enough to serve as a second pair of eyes to keep an eye on Sinderel's whereabouts.

Sinderel put his pockets back in place, took the money and left the shop.

Only Holly and Opesha were left in the shop. Holly continued to clean the shop diligently for her.

Holly had been busy with her for so many days without a single complaint. Thinking of this, Opesha took the duster from her hand and said, "Take a break. After all, the business hasn't officially opened yet, and it's National Day these days. You should get your spirits back."

Special supplies are really advanced products in this world, and she still needs Holly to help her promote them.

The most efficient and trustworthy subordinate among her subordinates is Holly. If her second-in-command collapses due to exhaustion, she will definitely not be able to survive the early stage of the business alone.

But she needs Holly to help her with something now.

"Do something for me." Opesa took out some money and gave it to her, making an excuse, "Go home and check Sinderel's room for me. She seems to have been in contact with some wild man and wants to escape from this house. See if there's a note with her contact information. After you do this, take this money and go shopping."

Holly was a little surprised, but soon turned to gratitude: "Thank you, ma'am."

Holly also left the store. Opesha cleaned up the store briefly and returned to the workshop to continue planning for the future.

She has completely determined the direction of her future business venture, which is to make money by designing special products using the restricted level of restricted literature.

Upon investigation, the world was completely morally corrupt, hospitals were overflowing with patients suffering from sexually transmitted diseases (STDs), divorce rates were high, religious beliefs prevented people from having sex before marriage, and brothels were filled with those dissatisfied with their marriages seeking pleasure.

Her first business opportunity was to target men and women who were dissatisfied with their marriages.

She probably learned about latex products from the sex education manual. As an island country with a tropical climate, Furland should be surrounded by rubber trees.

But she only had a rough understanding of the basics and couldn't directly use the raw materials to make latex products. Moreover, latex products were a product of the 18th century. Even if this world was fictional, it was very likely that the butterfly effect would affect the future.

It's better to put it aside for now. When I have enough money in the future, I can hire someone who knows chemistry and then secretly tell him the formula under an excuse.

The first thing Opesha thought of was buying clothes and props.

These items are nothing in modern times, but for Opesa, she has to make a psychological breakthrough and get rid of the conservative ideas she has grown up with.

If you want to make money, you have to get used to it first. She prepared herself mentally, spread out a piece of paper, and tried hard to search in her mind for the supplies she saw on Taobao, and then drew them on the paper.

Her drawing skills were not very good, and she spent several hours drawing before she could barely produce a design that people could understand.

The reason she thought of sewing clothes was because she had two free laborers at home who could sew clothes: Holly and Sinderel. Although she had never seen Sinderel reveal this skill, Sinderel was good at housework and probably also good at sewing clothes. This was what Opesha thought.

After designing the first set of clothes, Opesha drew a few special toys to help couples bond.

For some reason, when drawing this kind of thing, Opesa couldn't help but think of what Sinderel was wearing.

She was startled by herself and slapped her cheeks frantically to wake herself up.

What is this for? She is a woman who is straighter than steel. How could she have any thoughts about Sinderel?

A thunderclap sounded outside the window, and Opesa looked towards the window in a daze.

It was dark in no time and the sky was covered with dark clouds. People on the street noticed the thunder and quickened their pace to rush home.

After a while, the rain poured down, hitting the windows violently.

The door of the shop was pushed open, and the noisy voices of the two daughters rang out:

"Oh my god, my new shoes and socks are all wet. What bad luck!"

"You think I'm any better than you? My skirt is wrinkled!"

Opesha walked out of the workshop and looked around. Only her two daughters came back, but Holly and Sinderel were not there.

Holly didn't need to worry too much; she was quite shrewd and might have stayed home because the weather wasn't right. But Sinderel had only gone out to buy some bread, so why hadn't he returned for so long?

Thinking that Sinderel didn't bring an umbrella before going out, and seeing the heavy rain outside, Opesa frowned and asked, "Where's Sinderel?"

"Mom, you don't know, that girl actually eavesdropped on us and ran to the bakery on First Avenue to buy bread!" Dusula seized the opportunity to complain angrily, "She's so bold! If Holly hadn't told us, we would have almost missed her little move."

Opesha asked in surprise, "Holly?"

"Yes, you told her to rest, so she went to First Avenue to give alms. We met by chance," Anastasia replied as she took off her wet shoes and socks. "She still dreamed of marrying a prince. She looked so poor that you wouldn't recognize her among the paupers!"

Opesa lowered her eyes, put her hand to her lips, and thought. The more she thought about it, the more wrong it seemed. "So where are Sinderel and Holly?"

"She's such a clueless person, it's troublesome if she comes back. You know, Holly has never liked her. For the sake of our marriage, Holly wanted to teach her a lesson. Now she should be crying in the dark alley... or, she has been taken away by the slave owners in the black market." Dusula shrugged nonchalantly, smiling with disdain.

As soon as she finished speaking, Opesa suddenly pinched her arms, and her purple pupils shrank sharply: "What did you say?!"

Dusula had never seen Opesa lose her composure like this before. She was frightened by this sudden action and stammered, "I...what do I need to say..."

"Where's Sinderel?" Opesa shook her body, words spitting out from between her clenched teeth. "Who allowed you to make such a decision without permission? I told you, no one can bully her, no one! Can't you remember what I said? Do you think you can challenge my bottom line?"

Dusula realized the seriousness of the matter and her face turned pale. "She should be in the black market... We, we didn't mean to do this... It was Holliti's, really!"

Anastasia nodded repeatedly: "That's right, really, mother, please don't be angry."

Opesa pushed Dusula away, snatched the umbrella from her hand, rushed into the rain with the umbrella, and ran towards the black market.

She had miscalculated. She should never, ever forget that everything here wasn't just words on paper, but a reality that would change with her every word and action.

She also forgot that Holly, who was so loyal to her, would definitely get rid of Sinderel, the guy who made her feel unhappy, because of the disgust she showed.

Loyalty is a good thing, but one day you will be harmed by self-righteous loyalty.

All her attention was on Sinderel, forgetting that there was a smarter old maid beside her who was hiding her loyalty.

Holly was also a completely uncontrollable existence, and she finally understood it now.

At this moment, an even more terrifying thought flashed through my mind.

What if it was Holly who saw the notes?

Holly's loyalty is to the original owner, not her. If she knew that her master had been replaced by a stranger, would she think of revenge, destroying Sinderel, erasing her existence, and allowing the original owner to return?

She will.

The umbrella couldn't stop the downpour, and the rain quickly soaked Opesa's hair and cheeks. The cool breeze cleared her mind, and the temptations hidden in the fragments of words flooded into her mind like a tide. The tangled threads of thoughts were suddenly untangled, and Opesa instantly understood everything.

Holly has been testing herself, using everyday, most subtle words.

But she had already revealed her true colors.

Perhaps because she didn't want to destroy this body, or perhaps for some other reason, Holly did not attack herself, but instead attacked Sinderel, who was very important to her.

Perhaps nothing serious would happen to Sindriel, but she remembered that Sindriel was afraid of the black market.

She didn't know what Sindriel was afraid of. If Holly knew Sindriel's weakness, then Sindriel would be the one in danger.

Opesa ran desperately towards the black market, but finally felt that the umbrella was in the way, so she simply threw it away and walked forward in the heavy rain.

The streets gradually became deserted, and she was the only one left running wildly in the rain.

Sindriel, Sindriel...

She bit her lips hard. The freezing rain soaked her clothes and her legs were numb from the cold. Only her willpower kept her running forward.

Please don't get into any trouble!