Father, I don't want to get Married | Jinkook

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Seokjin's pov:

I remembered later in the novel, kerin workshop was exposed for using toxic materials. If I gave her something from there and she fell ill because of it, it would only be a matter of time before rumors spread and I became the Rose family's public enemy. There was still a chance for me to develop an unfavorable relationship with Rose, so this was definitely a place to avoid.

I continued walking until two other workshops came into sight.

'Flora workshop and skyline workshop.'

Although, Flora workshop boasted a long history, it was on the verge of bankruptcy. On the other hand, multiple craftsmen collaborated at skyline workshop to systematically produce things.

I stepped toward my destination when Taehyung, the leader of the escort knights, asked, "Are you sure you want to enter this place, Lord Kim?"

It was natural for him to doubt my decision. I was heading towards the shabby, Flora workshop which was located deep inside an alleyway.

'It's definitely this place.' Anyone who heard the rumors would avoid the Flora workshop because it was on the verge of bankruptcy but I knew things that they didn't.

"Yes." I replied to Taehyung.

When I entered the shop, I found a man sitting in the corner of a workshop filled with shabby handicrafts.

"I'm sorry but I'm not in a state where I can make anything right now. I apologize if I have disrespected you or your family in any way but please visit another workshop."

I was the only customer in this shop, yet he still refused me. I laughed, 'It's a good thing I decided to come here.'

Other people would have left immediately but I knew why he was behaving like this. 'It's because he inherited the family business.'

From the day he was born, Ian Flora, the master of Flora workshop had been under immense pressure to become a craftsman like his father, his grandfather and all those before him. When the expectations became too much to handle, he lost the motivation to make anything and neglected his workshop.

"I want to request something from you."

"Why?" I could hear the distrust in his voice.

'Because you will soon become known as the best craftsman in the empire.'

Six months later, the second prince would wear a necklace with an unusual design on the day of his coming- of- age ceremony. It would become the hot topic of high society.

'His value is going to skyrocket in the future, so it wouldn't hurt for me to buy some of his works in advance.'

In other words, I wanted to invest in him for the sake of my prosperous future. I glanced at my lottery ticket, Ian.

"Only you can make the thing I want."

"Are you trying to intimidate me now?"

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"Well, he just...." Ian looked at the knights standing behind me and trailed off.

I turned around but it didn't look like any of them were threatening him. 'There's no way these good for nothing escorts would stand up for me.'

"Is there a reason why I can't request something from you?"

Instead of answering my question, he spoke coldly. "Why are you being so stubborn?"