They arrived at the store with minor squabbles.
The man handed the store owner a bag of gold.
"Give me the most effective and expensive medicine you've got there."
The shopkeeper didn't budge an inch. It was taken aback when it saw a bag full of golds. Even Hermione had never seen such wealth in her life.
"What are you doing, B-boss?"
He raised an eyebrow at Hermione. "What? I'm paying for this; consider it an apology for the mistake my secretary made."
"But this is too much!" Hermione held her boss's arms.
"No, it isn't; you shouldn't be concerned about such small sums of money."
Even if you do say so... A bag of gold was not a small sum of money!
The man turns to face the store owner once more. "Why aren't you moving yet? Get moving!"
"Yes, Sir! Please wait a minute, no– just a second."
The medicine arrived within a second, just as the store owner estimated. Hermione's jaw dropped as a result of what she saw.
"Is this all the medicine you have there?" the man checked, inspecting the medicine brought by the store owner.
As he spoke, the store owner clasped his two hands together nervously. "No, Sir..." He didn't finish his sentence, but the man understood why the store owner was acting so strangely.
He dropped five bags of gold in front of the store owner once more. Isn't it all about the money? "Now, give me all of the stock there, and make sure you don't leave a single one out."
The store owner returned inside to replenish the medicine stock. Hermione just stood there stunned, watching the man in front of her drop a large sum of gold coins without a second thought.
They had already left and were walking towards Hermione's house. Hermione, on the other hand, was still dazed.
"Hermions, are you okay? You seem to be thinking deeply," the man asked, his face concerned.
"Boss... I am really grateful today, but this is too much; I will pay you back, and I will work harder to pay back..." Hermione says to the man.
"Hermione is a kind lady; you don't have to pay me back; I know how hard you work for the armory every day; don't you think this is just a small favor to say thank you for your hard work?"
"Boss, but..."
He smiled, and Hermione's helpless expression is also endearing. "I told you not to call me boss; just my name will probably do the trick..."
"Then, please accept my gratitude...
...Trazel..."
Trazel beams brightly. Finally, she heard Hermione say his name in a sweet voice...
I really hope you enjoyed this chapter! And I hope also hope that I can keep on updating this story 😭 thank you every much again!
– Livre ♡
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