However, innocent Hyde rejected numerous love calls and succeeded the position of gardener after the old gardener.

He promised to love the garden his adoptive father cultivated for the rest of his life. To fire Hyde, who made such a promise, was also a sad event for Domingo.

And yesterday, Hyde, who received a notice of dismissal, was standing at the entrance of the mansion, sobbing.

“Domingo, sir, am I really leaving? Is this a dream? Master wouldn’t do this….”

“Wait a moment, let me talk to the master again.”

So Domingo began persuading Philip.

“Master, shouldn’t we reconsider how we handle Hyde?”

One of Philip’s eyebrows twitched slightly at the simple question.

“Why?”

There was discomfort in Philip’s brief question.

“If the number of gardeners decreases, it will be difficult to manage the garden.”

“It’s difficult because of the finances. I’m sure I explained the reasons clearly.”

“….”

If someone who didn’t know heard it, they would have thought so.

However, Domingo was well aware of the mansion’s financial situation.

Blushing at Philip’s gaze, which stared intently at him, Domingo coughed.

“Uh, once the situation improves, we can rehire a gardener.”

“Then, would that mean Hyde will come back then?”
“What are you talking about? In our family, once someone is fired, they’ve never been rehired.”

“Where would that child go if he leaves?”

“We’re even providing severance pay, what’s there to worry about?”

“Heide has lived at the mansion for a lifetime.”

“Do I have to be concerned about that too?”

“…….”

It was the first time Philip blocked his ears like this.

‘How did Heide end up being dismissed by the master? The master I know isn’t like this…’

In the end, Domingo had no choice.

“I understand.”

Exiting outside, Domingo sighed and moved his feet toward the mansion entrance where Heide was waiting.

‘It feels like seeing the mistress during her honeymoon.’

Soon, he faced an uneasy Heide.

Heide’s short blonde hair was soft, and his healthy tan skin had a radiant glow. Moreover, Heide had broad shoulders, a particularly thick chest, and arm muscles as well-toned as Philip’s. And his pure, deep blue eyes.

‘Wait, the mistress during her honeymoon?’

Looking at Heide’s handsome appearance, Domingo wondered if he might be thinking too much.

The attitude Philip had been showing towards Ellen had become unusually gentle lately, and Domingo, recalling that, caught on to the real reason Heide was fired.

Philip was convinced that Heide had feelings for Ellen.

Only now did Domingo, who understood his master, raise his head.

“Phew… I’m sorry; I don’t have the strength.”

Heide, who had been holding onto a faint hope in Domingo’s listless response, lowered his head.

In the meantime, Philip had been looking at only the newspaper’s front page. He was pleased throughout reading the newspaper.

‘If my wife is happy, that would be great. If Ellen finds out I reported it, wouldn’t she like me even more?’

But now he wondered how to let his wife know about it.

Directly saying it seemed unimpressive. He was afraid it might seem forced rather than charming.

‘Isn’t there a better way?’

At that moment, Domingo came back.

Philip, who temporarily put away the newspaper, looked at Domingo.

“So, what happened?”

“As you ordered, I fired him. He will leave the mansion by the end of today.”

Finishing his words, a short laugh burst out between Philip’s lips.

Then a heavy feeling settled on Philip. Now he felt the reality of what he had done.

Firing a gardener who had been loyal to the family due to being unable to control his emotions.

But even considering whether to reverse it now led to the same conclusion. The discomfort outweighed the guilt.

‘Heide is too good-looking. What can I do about it? So, I gave him a large severance pay.’

Philip convinced himself, making an effort to attach justification to his actions.
“Now that unnecessary concerns are gone, I can manage the territory better, and Heide can start a new life. So, it’s settled.”

Philip nodded confidently as if affirming himself.

“Whatever. It’s settled or not.”

On the other hand, Domingo, who had been observing some gestures, was convinced of Philip’s feelings.

‘Madam probably won’t leave the mansion.’

“It’s sold out, sir.”

Milga reported.

“…What?”

“The scented candles are sold out.”

I checked my watch. It was three hours before closing the store.

I knew scented candles were trending, but I didn’t expect such a positive response.

I gave an order with a pleased heart.

“Bring the inventory from the warehouse.”

“We’ve already sold all of that too. Once I dismissed the customers, I put up a temporary closure sign.”

“…….”

I couldn’t believe it.

Yesterday, it targeted the nobles, so it sold out in an instant. I thought today wouldn’t be the same?

‘Is the power of the front page of the newspaper?’

Milga handed me documents.

“This is a list of the stock in the manufacturing room. If you approve the release, we’ll bring it as soon as possible.”

While confirming the quantity of scented candles waiting for release in the factory, I let out a small scream.

“It’s unbelievable. If it sells like today, the stock will only last for three days.”

Even if only a quarter of that half is sold, there would be stock for only two weeks.

“It’s troublesome when business goes too well.”

Muttering to myself, I instructed Milga.

“Put up a sold-out sign and close the door. After selling a limited quantity each day, put up a notice that we’re closing when the stock is sold out.”

“…Okay?”

“Also, post a job advertisement immediately. We need more staff for scented candle manufacturing and boutique management.”

Then I remembered the cafeteria.

“How is the situation in the cafeteria?”

“The tables are full, and there’s a long line.”

“A long line?”

“People also came in through the external staircase to the second floor. That line is unusually long.”

I recalled the limit of 40 entries on the first floor and realized that I had only opened the external staircase on the second floor and hadn’t given any other instructions.

I need to go down and check the situation myself.

As Milga mentioned, the seats in the cafeteria were as full as she said. There was not a single empty chair, and people were lining up on the external staircase on the second floor.

And at the beverage counter, Mrs. Folter and one female staff were working.

Neither of them seemed too busy. No matter how long the line was, they only took orders as many as the available table seats.

Soon, a seat at the cafe became vacant, and a person who had been waiting in line entered.

I’ve seen a lot of waiting at restaurants, but waiting like that in a cafe while sipping tea and chatting?

“…Isn’t it too long to wait? Why are you waiting?”

In response to a quietly asked question, Milga also replied quietly.

“It wasn’t like this until this morning, but word spread that the drinks were delicious. So, people lined up to taste it.”

“If tasting it is the purpose, couldn’t they just take it to go? Unless they’re here to enjoy the atmosphere….”
“Huh? But if we do that, the teacups will quickly run out.”

“Ah.”

To do takeout, there needed to be suitable disposable containers.

However, I couldn’t think of anything suitable as a disposable cup. So, for now, there was no alternative other than using personal cups.

“If you bring your own cup, we’ll make it and fill it up for you. Since there’s no seating available…”

I was about to ask for a 20% price reduction but stopped. The cafeteria’s drink prices were all 1 coin. In my concept, it’s about 10,000 won per cup.

However, in this world, there is no currency less than 1 coin. If I give a 20% discount, I can’t provide change.