The Male Lead's Fake Sister

Chapter 38

“If it's about money, I'll pay for her, so wouldn't it be better not to make a fuss like this? I can't bear watching because you're making so much fuss in the street.”

At Ravia's words, the owner of the store raised an eyebrow.

“Who are you to interfere? I'm going to catch the thief who stole my food! I have to teach this wench a lesson…!”

“So…you won't take my money?”

The owner suddenly became quiet at Ravia's quick rebuttal. He was overwhelmed by his anger for a while, but he finally returned to his senses.

Ravia didn't miss the opening and continued.

“That kid surely has no money. It may be satisfying to brawl here, but won't it be you who loses money in the end?”

“That's….that's right.”

The store owner suddenly became polite. After his agitation subsided, he quickly realized that the person in front of him was not an ordinary individual.

'The way she dresses and speaks is surely…'

Is she a noble? But there's no way a noble would roam around Bluewell Street.

If the shopkeeper had often dealt with a nobleman, he might have realized it quickly, but unfortunately, he was a person who had lived in slums all his life and just recently moved to Bluewell.

So the best he could think was that she was an executive in an organization. That alone must have been quite overwhelming for him.

'I can tell what you're thinking.'

And so Ravia read the store owner like an open book. She had already calculated everything the moment she decided to interfere.

Ravia took out a gold coin and slipped it inside the shop owner's apron pocket. It's not like the crepe needed to be sprinkled with gold dust, so this must be enough to buy something else.

When he saw the gold coin inside his pocket, the shop owner's face brightened instantly.

“Thank you, thank you, my Lady! I don't know how to repay your kindness!”

“That's something the child should say, not you. So why don't you return to your store? If you keep standing here, no guest will go to your store.”

“Ah! Yes! Then, good bye!”

The gold coin had completely erased all memory of the child, and he quickly disappeared from Ravia's sight. Perhaps because he didn't want to deal with someone from an organization.

Fortunately, no one seemed to notice her identity yet.

'Had I met people who frequently deal with nobles or really high-ranking executives of the organization, I would've been caught right away.'

Ravia turned around as soon as the store owner disappeared, looking for the child.

“You're so amazing, Sister!”

The child stretched her legs comfortably on the street, perhaps because she had already calmed down while Ravia talked to the shop owner.