She had clenched her teeth, shamelessly snooping around this store and that store, becoming a broker.

That was how Abella grew up.

These vicious rants were nothing to her.

Abella threw her cool gaze at Gilmus.

“Then what should I call you? My name is Abella Amerigo, and I’m serving as Amerigo’s deputy master. No matter how much you deny me, the former Duke, Carlo Amerigo, pointed towards me and I’ve been recognized as the deputy master by my mother.”

“Ms. Amerigo!”

New voices erupted here and there.

Abella’s aunt glanced at her, and she silently continued her meal like a person unable to hear anything. It was a silent affirmation.

“How dare you..!”

“It’s all because I’m the most suitable person for the position. I’ve learned more than you, and I even run a brokerage. Did you know that the operations I was working for are now in Timur as well? What can you do for Amerigo, Aunt?”

The woman with pink lipstick stared at Abella, closing her lips.

There was nothing she could refute to.

“In addition, I endured a rigorous succession course in Amerigo until I turned fifteen. I’m more qualified than everybody else here.”

“Qualified? What qualifications does the bitch who tormented her father meet?”

Abella took a deep breath, and lowered her eyes. Having seated right next to her aunt at the top, she showed an incredible spirit upon spotting a specific person.

He resembled the previous duke.

“Duke, are you here to discuss the past? Well, I’ve been talking about the future. What can you do for Amerigo? I’ve heard that you owe tens of thousands of gold because of gambling.”

“Eek!”

The man, who wore a black tie, turned red.

In fact, Abella had learned about Amerigo’s relatives in advance. She wasn’t only mourning Carlo during her long journey from Vincent to Timur.

Abella had a grasp of Amerigo’s debt and business, as well as their whole situation.

She curled up her mouth.

This was nothing.

“Abella.”

Abella raised her eyes.

“But wouldn’t it be hard to lead this huge family alone with a woman’s body?”

“What? Such an anachronistic idea.”

She heard Enoch muttering next to her.

Vincent was a more progressive city than Timur. They had many naturalized foreigners, thus developing into a commercial sector and opening the minds of many.

It was natural that Enoch, who had lived there all his life, would not understand Amerigo.

Abella giggled and turned her head to the place where her cousin lingered.

He had a sophisticated smile, but she knew how many businesses he had ruined and how much he had lost.

Abella tilted her head.

“I made more money last year than the hundreds of millions of gold you lost last year.”

Abella laughed lightly.

“Abella’s operation earned a total of 1.3 billion gold last year. Amerigo is nothing to me, for I have managed more money than Amerigo’s property.”

Nobody here knew the exact details of Abella’s operation, which had rapidly grown in just three years.

It was an operation that started in Vincent and was spreading all over the country. They were at the top of the list, connecting businesses to merchants. By working for large businesses, they profited well.

“But you should get married too.”

“..”

‘Ah.’

Abella fully understood his intentions.

‘So, are you coveting the position of being my husband?’

He had the ugliest idea out of everybody else here. Abella laughed.

“I also have a fiancé, cousin. So why do I have to marry you? I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

With a bright red face, the man spat out curses.

“Cheeky bitch! We’re in Timur! I’m more than you here..”

“Cousin, I’m the law here.”

Abella’s mind was cool.

“My operations will soon be in Timur. Timur’s big businesses are also lining up to do business with us. So, I’m higher than you here as well.”

Shouldn’t we stop with such a pathetic battle?

Since Abella’s counterattack, Enoch had been on the lookout for this situation and continued to eat.

“There’s nothing more to say, right? Now that’s enough condolences for Carlo. I hope everyone leaves when breakfast is over.”

Abella raised her hand to stop those who were trying to get upset and noisy again.