Chapter 118: Breakfast with Mommy and Daddy (1/2)

Calvin spent the night in the Captivating Fragrance Coffee Shop.

To be honest, he wanted to go home...

But Ron Samuel insisted that he stayed here so they could ensure that he wasn't suffering from the side effects of the Wise One's Spiritualistic Magic.

Calvin obliged since it was for his own good.

When he woke up, he bade his farewell to the others and then hailed a special carriage-taxi.

By special, the carriage would have no other passenger apart from him. He basically rented out the entire carriage just so the coachman wouldn't wait for other passengers which would extend the time that Calvin would take before he was able to return to his wife and daughter.

The Northern Borough was a place full of people practicing roguish professions and gangsters.

Coachmen were afraid to march into the Northern Borough, but in the face of shiny joselian coins.

The coachman uttered not any complaint. He let his actions speak for himself as he hopped onto the carriage and deftly manipulated the horse to the destination.

The poorest district among the poor in the Northern Borough, the street where Charlotte and Cecilia lived...

The Hampaslupa Street.

Despite being in the Northern Borough and full of people who did anything may it be despicable or not just to live.

The street actually had a lot of prestige a few hundred years ago before the founder of the commonwealth of the Three Kingdoms and the founder of the Joselian Kingdom himself, Jose Yang died.

After Jose Yang's death, it was discovered that the person who established the Hampaslupa Street was actually one of the people who greatly opposed Jose Yang's way of leadership.

The successor of Jose Yang, his son Protazio Rizal Yang immediately sent the founder and owner of the Hampaslupa Street to the gallows.

Afterward, Hampaslupa Street was then given by Protazio Rizal Yang to the people from the marginalized community.

Even if his actions seemed to be an act of charity.

It was actually an attempt to further humiliate the late founder of the Hampaslupa Street.

Before Jose Yang died, Hampaslupa street had a different name.

Unfortunately, Protazio Rizal Yang ordered the erasure of the street's name from the records of history so no one knew the previous name of the street in current times.

All that they knew was that Hampaslupa Street once housed the nobles and the highly-privileged people of the Kingdom...

One could even compare it to the Hilton Borough.

But now? It was not even worth a fart.

Full of people in the depths of poverty, even the middle-class citizens of Ashmelion disdained to visit this place.

”Kind sir, are you sure that you want me to continue to Hampaslupa Street? How about we stop here? Going in there while you're in a carriage will easily turn you into a target of those addicts.”

The coachman promptly stopped right after crossing the boundary of the Southern and Northern Borough— the Yang Bridge.

Calvin thought for a moment and realized that the man's words made sense. Those who flaunt their wealth without sufficient strength were foolish. Just as how the tallest tree in the forest received the most wind. Calvin let out a sigh and exited the carriage after paying the coachman.

Carrying bags full of breakfast for his wife and daughter, Calvin continued on his journey in the filthy streets of the Northern Borough. The fragrant smell of canned ice cream and chicken soup attracted the attention of the vagrants.

But before they could even peruse any further, Calvin would send a death glare on their way.

Calvin soon arrived into the small hut whom he referred to as his own house. He didn't even knock for he directly went inside. Grandma Elsa was gone— she was probably playing cards with the other friendly neighboring aunties.

The moment Calvin stepped inside the small hut, he immediately saw a pouting Cecilia being coaxed by an anxious Charlotte.

”You've memorized counting from 1 to 10 already! Why stop here? You need to continue, memorize 11 to 20 and I'll let you go so I can go out and buy you the ice cream and chicken soup that you want!”

”Nooo! I don't want to do it anymore... Studying sucks! I want daddy!”

Cecilia puffed her cheeks and repeatedly shook her head.

”What's the matter? Cecilia's being naughty again?”

At this moment, Calvin's voice floated over to the two.

”Daddy!” Cecilia almost immediately exclaimed in joy upon seeing Calvin standing near the door.

She stood up and rushed into Calvin's embrace.

Noticing this, Charlotte immediately pouted.

She was Cecilia's mother, yet why was it that Ceciilia's reception to Calvin was far warmer than the little girl's treatment to her?

Now she feels as if she was the outsider!

This guy...

He didn't even return last night...

Charlotte was annoyed and irritated remembering how much she tossed and turned last night worrying about Calvin.

Calvin carried Cecilia on his shoulder before placing her on a wooden stall.

Afterwards, he then placed the chicken soup onto the wooden table as well as several cans of ice cream.

Charlotte was wide-eyed seeing the amount of food on the table. She made a quick calculation using the arithmetic that she knew and she instantly judged that this amount of food was no less than twenty Joselian pesos. Twenty Joselian Pesos... That was basically four weeks of salary!

Just where did he get that much money?

Charlotte glared at Calvin.

Could it be that this was the reason why he didn't return last night?

Calvin let out an awkward laugh.

Of course, he could see what Charlotte was thinking.

”Rest assured, I didn't do anything illegal to get all of these. In fact, I have great news for you!”

”Oh? What is it?” Charlotte's interest was piqued.

”I got a job!”

”Really? What kind of a job it is?” Now, she was excited. Getting a job in the city of Ashmelion was incredibly hard due to the number of competitors. Apart from the matchstick and textile factory, it was difficult to find other jobs unless you were overqualified for it.