Assassination System

Zieve suffused a heavy expression when he opened the doors of the restaurant. He understood why people from the Pharmaceutical Company's Quality and Cleanliness Control went knocking on their doors. It should be because of the rumors spreading about their restaurant regarding their so-called false advertisement.

"We're from the Longinus Pharmaceutical Company. May I ask if the owner is here?" Jacob said with a smile, even though he knew that Juliet was here, he needed to maintain formalities for the eyes of the public.

Zieve clothed in his uniform clasped his hands in a greeting. "The owner is here. I'm the Headchef of Juliet's Dreamy House, please come in." Zieve prepared cookies and a kettle of tea for the guests as he invited Juliet from her room.

Pouring tea for the guests was decorum and Zieve acted like a proper host. Engaging Jacob with a smile on his face. At the sametime, he couldn't help but admire Jacob. Despite the fact that they looked similar to Juliet in age, they held towering positions and responsibilities.

These several minutes of waiting felt like hell for Zieve as sweat continuously poured down his forehead. It was as if the young boy, Jacob was an archaic beast that could decide their life and death in an instant.

Footsteps echoed from the backdoor and Juliet's figure finally arrived. ZIeve felt like he was relieved of a heavy burden and his expression brightened. Clasping his hands together, he was about to introduce Juliet to Jacob but his figure froze when he saw Juliet pouncing at Jacob.

"Jacooobbb~"

"Julieeettt~"

The two of them engaged in a tight embrace amidst Zieve's dumbfounded expression. Jacob and Juliet wore sweet smiles on their faces and rubbed at each other's cheeks.

"J-Juliet, you know him?"

Zieve asked with a strange voice and Juliet nodded her head, "Yes, Jacob is a close friend of mine. He's working at the Longinus Pharmaceutical Company, under my Papa's company..."

Her words sounded simple but when it reached Zieve's ears. It felt like a thunder from the nine heavens descended and struck him right where he was standing as an epiphany startled his mind.

"That's right...Both your father and mother had Longinus for their surname...Could it be that..." Zieve lifted his trembling finger and pointed at Juliet. "You're the Pharmaceutical Company's Little Princess?!"

His eyes almost bulged from its sockets from shock and Juliet turned to look at him with a weird expression on her face.

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"Why do you look so surprised? Is it that surprising?"

"Of course it's surprising, you twat! First you have such wisdom and knowledge that it ashames me. Second, you have two Honorary Disciples as parents and third, you're the little princess of the Longinus Pharmaceutical Company! For god's sake, Juliet! There's a limit to shocks! At this point, I may as well die in a heart attack!"

Zieve erupted, his demeanor as the kind host of the Dreamy House disappeared as spittle flew everywhere from his mouth. Jacob and Juliet frowned and they proceeded to ignore his complaints and chatted to each other about their experiences in the recent days.

"Juliet, I broght the supplies that you asked. But i'm still wondering why you ordered for garlics instead of those mortal vegetables and spices."

"You ordered a bunch of garlics instead of buying the ingredients that we need for our menu?"

Jacob reported and Zieve knitted his eyebrows when he discovered that Juliet ordered several sacks of garlic. He didn't understand why Juliet would do such a thing until she explained.

"That's because winter is fast approaching. I remember the time where Mama taught me that garlic is a good ingredient to use for soups in winter. It's practical, delicious and quite easy to make. It's a staple for commoners, but if we add a little bit of Spiritual Ingredients, we could further amplify the flavors and popularize it here."

Zieve and Jacob nodded their heads. They could relate to Juliet's words since garlic soup was one of their staple meals for winter. Particularly, due to its warming properties.

"However, how can you make it popular here? Wouldn't those nobles despise drinking something such as a garlic soup since it's commonly associated wdith commoners and poverty?" Zieve interjected with a frown and Jacob nodded his head. He was curious as to how Juliet will commence her plan.

"Everyone likes food and when it comes to that, commoners and nobles all share the same common thought. And that is delicious foods are meant to be eaten!" Juliet pointed at the two with a valiant expression on her face. The slight smirk on her lips and the faint swaying of her robes painted a dignified scene.

Zieve and Jacob nodded in approval. Of course, delicious foods are meant to be eaten. But how is that related to our problem? Just as they fell into deep thought, Juliet intervened.

"We just have to make sure that our food is delicious! Delicious enough that those nobles that disliked commoner foods would be interested in trying it out!" Juliet beamed with a smile and Zieve sighed.

Business prospers with proper planning and several market tests. Without proper evidence that such a method would work, a business owner wouldn't risk executing such plans. However, Juliet was just a carefree young girl that wanted to experience the world for herself. When it comes to this matter, she was still inexperienced.

"Oh, well. Let's just have her learn from her mistakes." He shrugged and followed Juliet's instructions.

For the next several hours, the Juliet's Dreamy House underwent a complete renovation.

It transformed into an open stall restaurant with a huge storeboard above them. Behind the front desk were five cauldrons huge enough that even five people couldn't cover it with while linking their arms.

The smell of garlic and concentrated chicken broth filled the air, attracting the noses of the tired disciples that just happened to walk past in curiosity. Seeing the storeboard above the front desk, their expression flickered.

"A bowl of take-away garlic soup for a Spirit Stone? It's not a bad deal only if they're using Spiritual Ingredients."

"Hey, look! They're saying that they're using Spiritual Ingredients in their soup! And It's only a Spirit Stone for a bowl! What the hell?!"

The disciples attention turned towards the other signboard.

[Guarantees to give you a warming feeling that enhances your physique and clears your mind. Take one bowl now for a Spirit Stone each!]

"A soup that enhances one's physique and clears one's mind. And it's only for a Spirit Stone each. That sounds too good to be true..." A smarter disciple commented and the disciple around him nodded their heads.

"Wait, I remember that someone from the Pharmaceutical Company visited this restaurant for an inspection earlier. Seeing that they're still continuing their operations. It seems like they were cleared off charges..."

"What? So Juliet's Dreamy House was clear of accusations all this while?! Boss, give me a bowl of Garlic Soup!"

"Me too! Give me one, no two bowls!"

The disciples finally realized why Juliet could continue operating her restaurant and this realization hyped them up. Particularly, when she was selling such bargain items for a cheap price.

Juliet's new strategy worked wonders and Zieve couldn't close his smiling mouth throughout the entire morning. Everything went smoothly and the two closed their store with excited smiles on their faces.

At the Duterte General Merchandises, Juliet's crew member and Rodger stared at Juliet and Zieve with venomous expressions on their faces. Rodger didn't understand why the Pharmaceutical Company didn't close the Dreamy House and instead bestowed upon them a permit to continue their operations.

"These two really are bold, to think that they would blatantly steal customers from me and right in front of my store..." Rodger's darkened expression startled his crew members, sweeping his gazes over at his frightened crew. He dismissed them with a cold tone and invited his butler over.

"Vanadis. I can't take it anymore. Deal with those two personally and make sure that no one can trace it back to us..." He declared and the butler deeply bowed his head before disappearing into the darkness.