After returning to the parlour, Lucien turned toward Harold with a smile that carried genuine satisfaction. The quality of the nut oil had exceeded even his expectations, and after everything that had happened with the food crisis, having a reliable source of such high-quality oil was another matter he could not afford to overlook.
"Mr. Harold, the quality of your nut oil is really beyond my expectations. I hope that the oil you produce in the future can continue to be sold to me. Would that be possible?"
Harold smiled. "Of course. We already had an agreement about this. Young Master Lucien doesn't need to worry. All the nut oil we produce will be sold to you."
Lucien nodded, feeling slightly relieved. "That's good. After you return, please give my thanks to Miss Marcia."
Harold waved his hand lightly. "Young Master Lucien is too polite. There is actually another matter I wanted to discuss with you. It concerns business."
Lucien's expression became attentive.
