Precious [Trash of the Count Family x Child!OC]

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-Third Person POV-
-Location:The Inn near the Capital-

They were now right in front of the capital. Taylor and Cage would need to move stealthily starting early the next morning. Of course, they will have to confidently walk in when they walk into the royal palace.

But there were many things they were prepared to research before that happened. However, they had made up their mind to move differently than their original plan.

They had been watching Cale Henituse for over a week. This person was now on Taylor and Cage’s minds. Cage also cannot let go of the lingering feeling that she has for the child. She needs to know what she is.

“Young master Cale. It should be okay to share a drink with us before we leave, right?”

“Come on in.”

Cale motioned for them to come into the room, and Cage pushed Taylor’s wheelchair inside. Cale carefully moves Eve to his bed before taking a seat. Once all three of them sat down at the table, Cale did not even take a look at the alcohol before he asked.

“What is it that you want?”

Cale’s voice was extremely cold and stoic as usual. However, this just confirmed in Taylor’s mind that this person in front of him was not trash. He was smarter than most people thought.

Taylor had not come here just to drink with Cale. Alcohol was only good when you were comfortably drinking with people you could trust. Drinking with others was just for easy conversation and observing the other party.

“What kind of person do you think I am, young master Cale?”

Cale quietly observed Taylor after hearing his question, before approaching his bed and picking up a pouch. He brought it back and put it on top of the table.

Clang.

A metallic sound filled the room as the pouch slightly opened. Inside the pouch were plenty of gold, silver, and bronze coins. Cale’s confident voice filled the room.

“I don’t know why you are heading to the capital right now when every noble in the country’s attention is focused on the capital, but I’m sure there are only one thing people like you who are heading into the lion’s den want from me.”

Cale had expected it from the moment they asked to follow him to the capital, as well as every time he felt their gazes during the trip.

“The wealthy Henituse family. You want money, right?”

Sigh.

The priestess Cage let out a sigh that was almost like a gasp of admiration. Taylor was someone who used to play at the top before falling off a cliff, but Cage was someone who had always been at the bottom. To someone like her, Cale was a unique individual. She kept glancing behind her to the child sleeping on the bed. She's not imagining it. That child is like a walking corpse. He looked back at Cale.

He asked the deputy butler for alcohol whenever he had a free moment.

He did not care at all about what his subordinates did and only ate the highest quality food.

He only stayed in the most luxurious inns, and always seemed to be relaxed. He also did not care about what he said to others.

He's also taking care of a child. The child doesn't look like him but he treats her like what a father does to their children.

However, he was not trash.

Her friend Taylor understood this even better than she did.

“So you already knew.”