I Have A Terminally Ill Duke As My Husband (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 118

James looked up and down at Mercian, who was speaking to him in a condescending tone.

Her plain appearance, neat dress, and understated accessories—

she had a different air about her compared to the noblewomen of the capital, who favored flamboyant gowns and elaborate jewelry.

Yet judging by the quality of her dress and the way she addressed him, she was undoubtedly the wife of a wealthy noble family from the outskirts.

Well, if she’s just some provincial noblewoman, why should I be afraid of her?

James stared at Mercian and offered advice as if bestowing a favor.

“Excuse me, madam. You must have just arrived from the countryside and aren’t familiar with how things work in the capital. This isn’t some place where you can just open a shop just because you have money. To open a store here, you absolutely need permission from the current shop owners. Wait—didn’t Cain explain all this to you?”

Hearing James, Cain protested with an aggrieved tone.

“What are you talking about, James? Of course I explained everything to her. But this lady insists on opening a dessert shop, and now I’m in a bind.”

So they think I’m just some provincial noblewoman from the outskirts.

Is that why they’re treating me so lightly?

Mercian, unconvinced by Cain’s excuse, turned to James and said,

“Yes, I just heard the most ridiculous explanation from that man over there. It makes no sense to me. According to the Imperial law I know, there’s nothing that says there can only be five dessert shops in the capital, nor that you need permission from existing shop owners to open one.”

Imperial law? Hah, seems she’s heard a lot of nonsense somewhere else again.

But… isn’t she even a bit afraid of me?

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