Chapter 237 - A Damned Half-elf

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The other board members looked toward Scheer with surprise.

The president of the Chamber of Commerce was elected for a period of five years. The four founder families had the right to run for president, and only the members of the chamber got to vote.

The four heads of the founder families had all been the president before, but after the elders of the Dodge and Marquis Family died, the two families had declined. Even Ian Buffet had declared that he would no longer run for president 15 years ago.

Many members might have forgotten the fact that the president was elected for a term of five years if not for Scheer. Jeffree had presided over the chamber for over 20 years; it seemed his name had already become a synonym for the president.

No one dared to challenge his authority. Until now.

The other board members, who knew Scheer to be a strong woman, were wondering who would win in the end—the ambitious foxy lady or the sly old fox.

Jeffree stopped and looked back. “I accept your challenge, kid. You will fail like the kids of the Dodge and the Marquis Family,” he said in a dismissive tone.

“The old ways have to go,” Scheer said, rising to her feet. “If you keep on rigging the competition, you’ll surely lose.”

Jeffree smiled thinly. “I can’t wait to see that happen.” He walked off.

Scheer’s lips curved in a sexy smile. Don’t worry. I won’t make you wait very long. After slipping the coin into her sleeve, the voluptuous woman walked towards the door without even casting a glance at the other men.

“Please see to it that every member gets a copy of this list,” the middle-aged man said, wiping the sweat from his face, and left quickly.

The atmosphere lightened after that.

“What happened to your hair and brows, Goodenia? I almost laughed at the meeting!” a man said, laughing.

“A kid did this to me! Can you f*cking believe that?” Goodenia said angrily.

Devoe was taken aback. “A kid? You must be joking!” They had known each other for more than 20 years, and become the board members at the same time this year. They both liked to exploit their position to eat out for free.

They were rich, but to them food tasted better when they didn’t have to pay for it. They always ate in the member restaurants, or the restaurants that wanted to become members. They were both shameless.

“I wish I were. Have you ever been to the Mamy Restaurant in the western corner of the square? The kid is the daughter of the owner there. A damned half-elf! The owner spoke ill of our chamber. He said he would never join, and that he was looking forward to seeing it gone!”

“I’ve never been there before. Why don’t we go there now? I’ll make them regret for what they had done to you!” Devoe said, angry.

“Just us two? I…” Goodenia said reluctantly.

“Don’t worry. I’ll have Johnnie come with us. He’s a 3rd-tier magic caster, one of my best,” Devoe said confidently.

Goodenia’s face lit up. “I owe you one, buddy.” He had hired several 3rd-tier magic casters himself, but he needed them to watch over his business. “They even hired a half-dragon as a waitress…”

…

Mag smiled when he found his new cooking utensils and ingredients.

Amy, Yabemiya, and Sally were listening to the music box. Mag took a look at them, and muttered, “One chicken drumstick is enough to make eight bowls of braised chicken, but they must be hungry, so I guess I’ll cook a whole drumstick.” He cut a drumstick off with the golden knife and put the rest in the fridge. This chicken could last them days.

Then, he cut it into pieces. The meat was softer and fattier than the drumsticks provided by the system. He needed to tweak his cooking method a little if he wanted to make the chicken perfect.

He was handling every ingredient with skill.

Sally turned to look to the kitchen, and wondered what it would taste like.