The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121: The King’s Genius Business

As the silence between them started to feel suffocating, Primrose opened her mouth again. "Where are you from, Sir?"

"Somewhere far."

Primrose frowned. This man was really cold. "Then ... why did you choose to come all the way here? Isn’t there any alcohol in your place that tastes as good as my father’s?"

Edmund didn’t answer right away.

For a moment, she thought maybe he just didn’t want to talk to her at all.

She was about to say something else when she finally heard his voice. "Actually, I’m looking for someone who can create a special kind of alcohol for me and for my people."

The moment he said that, the first thought that popped into little Primrose’s head was: ’Oh! I can help Father earn even more money!’

Without wasting a second, she immediately said, "Why don’t you work with my father, then? He’s the best distiller in the Vellmoria Empire! Even the Emperor praises his liquor!"

The little girl, who secretly dreamed of buying lots of jewelry, tried her best to convince the mysterious man to invest in her father’s business.

"Sir, if you’re unsure of his talent, you can judge it for yourself by tasting the rum you just bought for that ridiculous price!"

"I promise you didn’t waste your five million gold coins!" she added, pointing toward the chaos outside. "Just look at them! They’re acting like wild animals because they didn’t get to taste my father’s rum! Isn’t that enough proof of how amazing he is?"

Primrose looked up at him with hopeful eyes, her golden irises shining like sunlight. The smile on her face was so bright, it nearly blinded him.

Edmund opened his mouth to say something, but just then, the Duke of Illvaris returned, hurrying into the backstage and grabbing his daughter’s hand.

"Rosie! We have to go! These people are starting to lose control!"

Primrose tugged at her father’s sleeve and quickly said, "Father, this man told me—"

But when she turned back around, the man was gone.

He had disappeared without making a sound, leaving her momentarily wondering if she had just been talking to a ghost.

"What’s wrong, Rosie?" Lazarus asked as he picked her up in his arms, raising his voice over the growing noise of the angry crowd. "Let’s get out of here first!"

Just like Edmund had said ...

Their encounter had been so brief, maybe no more than fifteen minutes.

If he hadn’t reminded her today, she probably would’ve forgotten it completely.

Back in the present, Primrose stared into the same blue eyes that had once looked both terrifying and beautiful at the same time.

She had never expected that he had actually listened to her words, even back then.

"I thought ... you didn’t listen to my suggestion," Primrose said softly, feeling a little strange now that she remembered they had met before.

Suddenly, she felt like one of those young princesses in old stories, the ones who were forced to marry a creepy old man.

Old man?

She blinked. That wasn’t fair. He didn’t look old at all.

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