Chapter 25 I Had A Poor Family
It would have saved Harper so much trouble if she managed to run away secretly, but she was
unexpectedly stopped by the young man.
"You''re so mean. How could you leave me alone and run away?" Carlson was angry.
"I''m just afraid that people from the Joy Club would take revenge on me. You''re from the imperial
family, and they wouldn''t dare hurt you. They have a strong background, so I wouldn''t dare go against
them when I''m just a nobody."
"But you still did it. I''m not afraid of anyone in the Joy Club unless they have the support of His
Majesty!" Carlson boasted. "But if it weren''t for you, I would have been tricked. I can''t believe those
bastards set a trap for me."
"You''re wee. I was just short on money. Why don''t you invite me to dinner to thank me?"
Harper replied frankly. Carlson studied Harper, who looked obsessed with money. "Are youcking
money?"
"I''m short on money. My mother passed away a long time ago, and my stepmother''s cruel. She doesn''t
give me any money. My father''s ipetent and doesn''t favor me. So, yes. I dock money."
"Never mind. I''ll buy you something to eat since you''re so pitiful," Carlson sighed. ''His father must have
a lot of concubines, '' he thought.
"Thank you very much." A slight smile appeared on Harper''s lips. "Since it''s your treat, I won''t turn
down."
As the youngest son of Prince Allen, Carlson led a life of luxury and had been spoiled by his parents
and brothers. He had never experienced what it was like being short of money. "I knew you''d say yes.
By the way, my name''s Carlson Jun. What''s yours?"
"Harrell Qin," Harper replied. Qin was herte mother''s surname.
"Harrell. That''s a good name. Let''s go to the Spring Restaurant and have a good meal! By the way, tell
me, how did you know that there was something wrong with the dices?" Without asking whether Harper
wanted to go, Carlson started dragging her. Nina, Harper''s maid, and Porter, Carlson''s manservant,
following after them. It angered Nina when she saw Carlson holding Harper''s arm, and she wanted to
p his hand away. It was inappropriate for an unmarrieddy like Harper to be casually pulled around
the street by a man.
"Don''t worry. His Highness is a nice man!" When Porter noticed that Nina was worried about Harper
being bullied, he reassured her.
Nina, however, only gave Porter an angry nce and hurried after Harper.
Once they entered the Spring Restaurant, they bumped into Hansen. "Oh, Carlson! Howe Uncle
Allen let you out today?" Hansen sneered.
"Why is there a stray dog barking here?" Carlson retorted. Apparently, they loathed each other.
"Say that again! Carlson Jun!" It was clear that Hansen wanted to fight Carlson by the angry red on his
face.
"I''ll say it a thousand times!" Carlson sneered. "I despise people like you the most. You have done bad
things, and yet you want to have a good reputation. I''ve never seen anyone as shameless as you in my
entire life!"
"Go to hell, Carlson Jun!" The scream echoed as Hansen stomped to Carlson with his fist raised.
Harper kicked Carlson''s leg from behind, and he jolted, identally hitting Hansen''s stomach that
made him fall to the floor.
"Ha-ha! Hansen, I can''t believe you''d actually kneel down in front of me. I''m so ttered. Please get
up." While Carlson didn''t understand what was happening, he found Hansen''s misfortune enjoyable.
"Carlson Jun!" After he scrambled to his feet, Hansen lunged at Carlson. Carlson slightly dodged and
kicked his bottom. Hansen then fell on the floor again, which made everyone in the Spring Restaurant
laugh.
The angry Hansen knew that he was no match for Carlson and he snapped, "Wait and see. I won''t let
you off!"
"Humph!" A snort left Carlson. "Do you really think I''m afraid of you? Show me what you get next time!
I''ll wait for you! Harrell, let''s go!" Unaware that someone was watching them, Carlson dragged Harper
to the second floor.
The moment they stepped into a private booth, Carlson patted Harper on the back and said, "You do
have some tricks up your sleeve!"
"Now that I''m on your side, I won''t allow anyone to bully you. What''s more, I hate double-faced people!"
Harper stated.
"Yeah, let''s not talk about him. Tell me, how did you know something was wrong with the dices?"
Carlson asked excitedly. He considered himself an expert with dices and cards, because he had been
ying those things since he was a child. Although his father strongly disapproved of it, he still loved to
y them. That was why he was so surprised that he didn''t realized that he was being fooled by the
people in the Joy Club.
Harper took four dices out of her pocket and said, "Look at these four dices. What''s the difference?"
Carlson was silent as he looked at them and studied them carefully. Eventually he shook his head.
"There''s nothing different."
The answer made Harper smile, and she took two dices and ced them in a bowl. After she covered
it with another bowl and shook them, a crisp sound came from it. She changed the dices and shook
them again, the sound came out sharper. "Can you hear the differences?"
"It sounds different."
Harper nodded and mixed all the dices together again. "The sharp ones are faulty, and the crisp ones
are normal. The club was loud so people with bad ears couldn''t hear the differences. They used the
noise to cover it up since no one would pay attention to the sounds of the dices."
"I see...Please give them to me. I''ll go home and study them carefully."
"No problem." Harper nodded and handed over the dices. "Just y asionally. Don''t get too
involved."
"I know. You''re such a busybody!" Carlson picked some food for Harper. "Since you''re so good at
gambling, do you still have any special skills up your sleeve?"
Harper ate quietly and didn''t answer his question. As Carlson noticed the way she ate, he said,
"Harrell, when you eat, you look just like those women in the Imperial Pce but you''re more graceful
than them."
"People put food first. When eating, you must behave yourself. Eating''s an art. If you''re forced to sit
opposite a man who wolfs down the food and dirties the table, I''m sure that you will lose your appetite.
Sometimes, the table manners aren''t only for self-cultivation but as well as to not disturb others,"
Harper exined.
"You have a lot of reasons!" Carlson propped one hand against his cheek and stared at Harper. "But
you do look really good when you eat."
There was only the slightest of twitch at the corners of Harper''s lips. "I have to go after the meal."
"You''re leaving so early?" Carlson asked quizzically.
"I want to do some small business so I want to see if there''s any good store. I want to buy it and make
money so I won''t need to depend on others to make a living," Harper said seriously.
"A store? Why don''t you ask me for help?" Carlson proudly patted his chest. "I definitely know the good
stores in the city. I''ll take you there, and I guarantee you''ll be satisfied!"
Harper''s eyes lit up. "I see. Thank you, Your Highness."
"You''re wee. Let''s go, I''ll show you the stores." Carlson had always been decisive in doing what he
wanted to do, so he toured Harper around to look at stores. They decided to choose a store in the
northern part of the city.
It was a two-story store. The original owner of the store wanted to sell it because the house was old
and hard to maintain, and there was even a deed for thend. It was too good to be true, but Harper
still hesitated because the price was a bit higher than she could afford.
"What? You don''t have any money?" Carlson pounded at his chest. "It doesn''t matter, I''ll lend you
some!"
"It''s not ack of money. I just think 5, 000 taels of silver is a little expensive for this store." After a
moment''s hesitation, Harper offered, "How about 3, 000? The house''s too old. The restoration of the
store would cost me a fortune so 5, 000 is an extremely high price for me. Besides, it''s not a good
location for a business. I want to open a herbal medicine store, that''s why I don''t care if the location is
good or not."
There was some hesitation on the owner''s part but he eventually agreed to sell for 3, 000 taels of silver.
It made Harper smile when she got the deed for thend, because this was her own property from now
on.
"Why are you so happy to buy a bad house?" Disdain filled Carlson''s expression. "You want to open a
herbal medicine shop, so you''re a physician?"
Harper nodded. "Yes, but I won''t diagnose illness for normal people. The store will specialize in offering
services to women."
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"I don''t understand!"
"Well, do you want to join me or not? Then the store will be under your protection. I''ll give you thirty
percent of the profit. What do you think?" Harper said with a smile as she tried to tempt him.
"You''re not going to lose money, right?"
"Hey! What are you talking about?" Harperined. "I haven''t even started yet but you''re already
bringing me down. Come on. Are you going to join me or not?"
"All right. Since I''m a shareholder, should I give you money?" Carlson asked curiously.
"You don''t need to give me money but I need your help!" A wicked smile shed through Harper''s face.
"I guess I''ll have to ask Lady Casey a favor!"
"My mother?"
"Yes! I need her help. Would you please put in a good word for me?"
"Sure, of course. My mother loves me the most. If I ask her, she''ll definitely help me. But will our store
make money?" It was clear that Carlson didn''t believe her and thought that she was too weak to run a
store all by herself. Harper''s gambling skills were great, but when she wanted to start a business, he
doubted her.
"Don''t look down on me. You''ll see. I''ll prove it to you!"