My Professor is a Bastard

Chapter 39: Trade

Galillea's PoV (April 28, 2123)

''Shall we take a seat?'' Another person said.

As all the people in here took a seat, a maid pours tea in each of our glass.

I'm not drinking this s**t.

''Tell me and be hurry. I've got things to do.'' I said.

''There is no need to be impatient. It'll end in a few minutes.'' Zeke mom said. I don't know the names of these people except for Zeke. And I do not need to know.

''The Fleandear Chocolate Company...'' The old man said.

''...Me and my brother, the previous head of the clan of Fleandear, build it. Aligning it with the other business our ancestors build...''

Boring.

''...The sequencing in 2110 of the genome of the cacao tree may allow yields to be improved. Due to concerns about global warming effects on lowland climate in the narrow band of latitudes where cocoa is grown , the commercial company Mars, Incorporated and the University of California, Berkeley are conducting genomic research in 2117–18 to improve the survivability of cacao plants in hot climates...''

Boring.

''...Cocoa pods are harvested by cutting them from the tree using a machete, or by knocking them off the tree using a stick. The beans with their surrounding pulp are removed from the pods and placed in piles or bins, allowing access to micro-organisms so fermentation of the pectin-containing material can begin. Yeasts produce ethanol, lactic acid bacteria produce lactic acid, and acetic acid bacteria produce acetic acid. The fermentation process, which takes up to seven days, also produces several flavor precursors, eventually resulting in the familiar chocolate taste. It is important to harvest the pods when they are fully ripe, because if the pod is unripe, the beans will have a low cocoa butter content, or sugars in the white pulp will be insufficient for fermentation, resulting in a weak flavor. After fermentation, the beans must be quickly dried to prevent mold growth. Climate and weather permitting, this is done by spreading the beans out in the sun from five to seven days. The dried beans are then transported to a chocolate manufacturing facility. The beans are cleaned, remocing the beans, twigs stones and debris. Roasted, and graded. Next, the shell of each bean is removed to extract the nib. Finally, the nibs are ground and liquefied, resulting in pure chocolate in fluid form: chocolate liquor. The liquor can be further processed into two components, cocoa solids and cocoa butter...''

''Boring!'' I said.

The Fleandear's looked at me.

''You are in no position to stop my father!'' The woman who guided me inside these shitty house said.

''If your gonna talk about this s**t business of yours, then I am out of here. Who likes to listen about a chocolate business anyways.''

As I was about to leave, the old man opened his damn mouth.

''You are impatient as they say. That Arthur took that business away from me. My brother put all of the hardships our ancestors and I made into that brat's shoulder. I still have the remaining power as the eldest member in the clan. I will approved of your marriage towards Arthur once I get my chocolate factory back.''

I looked at him.

Is he serious?

Well. It's not gonna hurt if I listen more.

"Why do I need to listen more?" I asked.

"We have a plan that will benefit us and you."

"Me? and You? Fleandear versus a Fleandear versus a Reevish?"

"Not exactly. Will you listen?" The old man said.

"Okay."

"We will commence it a week after Arthur left the mansion. His wife and children will be powerless. We can threaten him with them."

"Threaten? Isn't it a bit childish?"

The Fleandear's just looked at me.

''What?'' I asked.

They just swayed their looks towards the old man.

What's wrong with these people?

They became weirder adn weirder.

''The plan is to take his family hostage until he met our conditions. The first conditions is to get my company back. The second will be in your favor, Galillea.''

The old man.

''In...my...favor...''

In my favor? In my favor? In MY favor?!

''Aghhhh!'' I moanerd in front of the Fleandear's. ''Dis-disgusting...'' Zeke mom said.

''Ara. That's not what your son said when he tasted my wetness. HAHAHAHAHA!!!''I laughed at Zeke as he continues to explain to his mom.

''Galillea!''

''Ara Ara. Don't you dare shout at me. I can always report this to Arthur himself.''

''We can also report you to the police about the murder of your secretary.'' Zeke mom's said.

''If you have a an evidence it will work. But, the question is do you have the evidence that I, Galillea Reevish, a freaking Reevish. An enemy of your clan did the murder? Hahahahahahahaha. You think the police will believe that poor accusation of yours?''

''That goes for you, too.'' a young man suddenly said.

''Oh. It's the math genius of the Fleandear clan. You've got half a point for that comment. But...HAHAHAHAHA!''

''Stop laughing, Galillea!''

''Are you somewhat nervous? Well, yes! You should be!''

The look on their faces is priceless. HAHAHAHA! AMAZING!

''See this!'' I grabbed a recorder from my bag.

The look on their shitty faces are even worse.

''Once I leaked this, your lives will be over. If you will bring me down, I will bring you with me. HAHAHAHAHAAHA''

I held my car keys and played with them.

''Good bye, Fleandears. The plan wasn't bad as I thought. I approved of it. But I will do things my way.'' I said before smashing the door closed.

Bye bye!

Hahahahahaha! Scaredy cats! What a bunch of idiots!

I simply cannot wait for two weeks.

Glenn's PoV (present time: October 16, 2134. 19:03. Location: Fleandear Mansion.)

''Arthur! Your back!'' a woman in his mid-80's hugged Papa Arthur.

''Who is she?'' I asked Dad.

''That's Aunt Gilda. She is the one who took care of Arthur when his parents died. Be gentle to her, she's old now.''

''Okay, Da-''

''Ahhh! Glenn!'' Grandma Gilda suddenly said. That scared me.

''Grandma Gilda!'' I said.

''What a gentle boy. No wonder Stella is made for you.''

''Thank you for the compliment, grandma.''

''Aya...I'm gonna live until I see Stella walked the aisle.''

I blushed. The Fleandear's surely is sweet talkers.

Dad goes home after dinner at the mansion. Grandma Gilda persuaded me to sleep the night here. She offered me Stella's room. Although Papa Arthur didn't agree, it is Grandma's wish.

I entered Stella's room. Her fragrance is all over the room.

Stella's room is purple. From her door to her sheets.

All of the miniatures are purple, including the stuffed toys. Her mirror and bed frames are purple with purple pillows and blanket.

The bed looks inviting.

I jumped into it. Her smell is much stronger here. Seems like she just came out here a minute ago. The heat is there. The tingling feeling is there. Its in my loin. I have to control myself. This is my first time here but I want to masturbate? How funny, Glenn.

I closed my eyes and thought about Stella. Hope she is doing great there. I'll be sleeping here until the problem is solved.

This will be my comfort space from now on.

Stella's PoV (October 18, 2134)

The war is near. Our special lessons in Sniping is increased. Monday, Wednesday and Fridays. We have to attend it.

''Okay, Stella Fleandear and Caspian Hutton. Today, you two will learn about Counter-Sniper tactics. Stella, we have a bet and it will be on Friday. You need to know this.''

''Sir, yes, sir.''