A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis

Volume 4: Chapter 44: Bakery’s Objective

Volume 4: Chapter 44: Bakery’s Objective

"Do you really want to listen to me?" Alfia questioned. Anyone could hear the distrust in her voice. She still didn't believe him. 

"Of course. I wouldn't be asking if I didn't want to." Keith nodded. 

Alfia examined his eyes. There was no sense of contempt or distrust. She explained, "We came here to buy bread. But when we were about to pay for it, the clerk said it cost one gold coin." 

"One gold coin?!" Keith exclaimed. That was an insane amount! What was more, "But the two of you have one bread? How could it cost one gold coin?" The amount and cost didn't match up!

"That was the amount she said we could take." Was it not?

"..." Keith looked at the table with one piece of bread and remembered the clerk's words. He turned to her, "Call your manager here."

"Eh?"

"I'm telling you now, call your manager here," Keith's voice was cold. But that caused the clerk to laugh,

"Do you think you can demand our manager to come down? I'll let you know the principal of the academy is protecting our shop! Do you think you can afford to offend us?!"

"..." Alfia and Faelyn blinked when they heard that. The two turned to look at Keith. Does she not know he's your boss? 

And it seemed that was a no. The expression on Keith's face was indescribable. 

Keith grabbed his head, "Go tell your manager to come over here now, or he's fired."

"Eh?" The confident expression on the clerk's face changed. He's going to be fired? 

"I'm your boss." Keith revealed and added, "Go call your manager now." 

When the clerk heard that, her expression dropped. Boss? Wait a minute. 

"What's the matter?" The clerk didn't need to get the manager because said person came down himself! He heard some loud shouting, and it drew his attention. But there was one person who caught his eye.

"Boss! It's a pleasure to meet you!" The manager knew it was Keith. The moment he saw the hair and eyes, he understood. That was something all the managers knew about. When that was said, Alfia and Faelyn stared at Keith.

He was the boss. From how the clerk talked, the two had doubts about him being the boss. But the suspicion they had before was thrown out the window. 

Keith took a big sigh, "Enough with the pleasantries. I want to ask you a question."

"Sure," The manager said, surprised by Keith's demeanor. He heard from Ralph that the boss was a kind person. But the expression on his face was anything but that. 

"What the hell have you been teaching your employees?" Keith scowled at him. When the manager heard that, he blinked his eyes. 

"I don't know what you're talking about, Boss?" He was confused. 

"How could you teach your workers to treat your customers like trash?" Keith was angry. 

"Huh?" The manager looked at the clerk, who glanced away. She was afraid of what was going to happen next.  

"I apologize!" The manager quickly bowed his head down. But Keith shook his head, 

"You shouldn't apologize to me. The ones you should be apologizing to are them." Keith pointed at Alfia and Faelyn.

"I'm terribly sorry about what has transpired."

"Hmpf!" Alfia said nothing, but Faelyn looked away, still angry about what had transpired. 

"I want to apologize as well." Keith bowed his head as well. This surprised everyone. Keith explained, "As the boss, it was an oversight on my part for everything that occurred."

Alfia sighed, "It's fine."

"I still need to apologize. Also, please choose two more pieces of bread. The limit isn't one. It's three. They're free of charge."

"Why would we-" "Alright." 

Faelyn was going to say no. But Alfia's words caused her to pause. Alfia made the first move and grabbed more bread. Once the two left, Keith looked at the managers and the clerk. 

"Gather all of your employees here now." Keith's words were cold as he stared at the manager. His words had caused everyone to freeze from fear. All of them could tell that they were on the chopping block.

"..." The manager and the workers were standing on one side while Keith was sitting on the sofa on the other side. 

"Your name is Patrick, right?" Keith stared at the manager. 

"Yes, Boss." Patrick nodded. 

"Let me ask you something. What is the objective of this bakery?"

"The objective? That is to have the highest profit available." Patrick answered. That's the goal all stores had. 

"I see. So that's why this store is horrible." Keith sighed. That caused the other workers to flinch. He explained, 

"The goal of the bakery had always been to sell people bread. It was never meant to be for profit." Profit was important. But the thing that was above it was to bring smiles to the customers. 

"And what's this about discrimination against other races?" 

Patrick explained, "Boss, we have to do it. Humans wouldn't come to our shop if we did that." If different races entered, most humans wouldn't dare to come in. Their profit would drop. 

"I don't care. From now on, we are to sell to everyone. Second, Everyone shall have their pay cut for the next month."

"What?" The employees were surprised. 

"You all have to be punished. You guys stood there and watched." Keith shook his head.

"But,"

"You guys will be docked 50% of your wage next month. If you guys are unhappy about it, then you can quit." His tone wasn't a question. Keith wasn't looking for back talk. He was ordering. 

"..." The employees were silent.

Keith got up, "If I hear anything about this, then I will make a move." He didn't look at them again as he walked away. 

There won't be a next time. That was what Keith's eyes were saying.

As Keith walked out of the bakery, he took a deep sigh. How could there be such discrimination between everyone? Keith couldn't believe it. 

But this was something he had to accept.

Keith headed back to the island.