Chapter 24 : Yaelle's point of view

"Hmm!! It's appetizing"

" Like always!" Yaelle replied to the customer with a commercial smile.

"For a child without parents, it's a talent you have there"

Ahh, Yaelle sighed inwardly while maintaining her business smile. She had to endure a lot of hardships, including disparaging remarks about her background. Well, she was practically an orphan, but the way this chubby lady pointed it out daily was getting, a tad irritating.

'The customer is king; the customer is king…' Yaelle told herself to keep calm

The chubby lady continued: "I can even let you marry my son; you knew he is studying law; he is handsome, has a bright future ahead of him and he needs someone worthy of him by his side"

'With a mother like you I doubt your son will ever get married' Yaelle answered inwardly but externally, her mouth translated her thoughts like this: "it would be an honor for me, ma'am"

As usual, when this woman started rambling about her child, it could go on for hours and her words were like sharp knives piercing your ears.

Finally, the chubby lady was gone. Yaelle had successfully endured this umpteenth self-control management training

"Ah!!" Yaelle sighed, leaning on the counter. The shop was doing well right now, if she let her emotions get the best of herself, as easily as she used to, and told her truths to this ostentatious chubby lady, it would hurt the reputation of their business. Yaelle already thought it was lucky that Cali and her met.

Having grown up in a fairly strict but not abusive orphanage, Yaelle wasn't sheltered and had to learn to fight both with her will and her fists. Before she had graduated high school and left the orphanage, Yaelle met the one who was to be her mentor.

Thanks to her mentor, the owner of a restaurant specializing in alcohol-based dishes _ she sure liked to drink but was not an alcoholic_, Yaelle discovered her passion, learned many things about it, and thus decided to attend a cooking school with her help and financial support.

But soon financial troubles began to overwhelm Yaelle. It wasn't just the expensive tuition she had to pay, there were also her daily expenses, the rent, the bills that neither her mentor's help nor the money she earned from her odd jobs could fill.

Yaelle held on until she achieved the third year and got a basic certificate; from there she was at her wit's end. It was then that one night of despair she had the idea of ​​going through the things she had received from the orphanage, in particular, a letter left by her dead mother.

The identity and whereabouts of her biological father were revealed clearly in this letter. there was also, among other things, an object which could easily prove her identity. Yaelle was not one to beg or leech over people. She may have been at the very bottom of the social ladder but she still had dignity. besides, what good could she get from a father who had decided to abandon her even before she was born?

It took her weeks before Yaelle finally decided to go see that man; after seeking advice from her mentor. That day, Yaelle received a lifetime lesson

"Human beings are selfish by nature; everyone is greedy and selfish in their way without however tainting their pride or their values.​​ so don't be afraid to think only of yourself and your ambition because for all your effort you deserve a life full of good things. there's no dishonor in even asking for help from a bastard father? if it works great otherwise no one will be able to say that you haven't tried everything!!" this is what her _none drunkard but alcohol lover_ mentor told her while holding a wine bottle

'No one will be able to say that you haven't tried!' Yaelle hated being wrong. People who were right always had the upper hand no matter what. This was the main argument that convinced her to finally meet the infamous Beryl Artus

So, the day she met her father in that big company hall, she wasn't deceived. He was just the way she expected him to be: an asshole. The man hadn't even bothered to receive her properly, they had their discussion somewhere in the hall. At first, he had mistaken her for some groupie and then for a second-class journalist.

This man didn't even give her the minimum respect you give to some passerby you meet in the street and when she told him, with supporting evidence, that she was his child, he made it clear that to him she was just a mere stranger far below his status and unworthy of his family name before she got kicked out by security like a filthy.

Besides, she had not left without verbal retaliation, which caught people's attention.

Well, she still wasn't going to let the asshole's actions get her down and she had one last option. Yaelle left school, with her last savings, she opened a small stall in the market where she sold sweets that she made herself: so, she could continue to provide for her needs while putting a little aside to take back the Classes

Not long after that, Yaelle received the unconstructive visit of Bjorn and Denzel Artus, some jerk stole her recipe, and soon after a little girl started roaming around her stall daily. The girl would come to buy sweets and then wandered around her stall until late, the visit of the two Artus and the theft of her concept, had put her in a bad mood for many days, so she became suspicious of potential spies.

"Hey, what do you want?" Yaelle went straight to find the girl and asked her, ready to pull out her claws and fists. But the answer she received from the tiny girl left her puzzled:

"You and me; let's make a lot of money together" The girl replied to her with an unfazed look

What was that proposal? coming from a high schooler at that.

"What?"

"I like money and with your skill, I'm sure together we will earn a lot"

Was this a new kind of greedy honesty? Yaelle found it interesting, well it was the first time she had met someone who said straight away that they loved money but in an unusual way. Thus, this teenage girl named Cali started coming to help Yaelle at her stall while setting up their future business. This was how two years later, their confectionery called 'sweeten' was born.

Later, it turned out that Cali, this girl she had met almost by chance _ not really because Cali deliberately went to her to get to know her friend's new old sister_ had allowed her to get a little closer to her dream, and later on, to gain a brother, proof that she in this world, she also had someone she could call family; that she wasn't alone anymore.