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The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 29
in The Happy Days of Being… — The Queue Arriving early is not as good as arriving at the right moment When Nancy sent the children up to notify Arna, she was still slumped over the desk in the office, worrying. She had met no shortage of qualified suppliers, and the precision… -
The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 28
in The Happy Days of Being… — Expansion Thirty people? By the time Arna returned home with a stack of newspapers, only Sherlock Holmes was sitting in a chair at 221B Baker Street, flipping through a stack of notes. Evidently, Dr. Watson had gone out on a house call, and Mrs.… -
The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 27
in The Happy Days of Being… — Cooperation Agreement Reached! Solicitor Green certainly had reason to be displeased. He viewed Young Mr. Aisas as he would his own nephew. For such a clever, ambitious, and kind-hearted child, even if he occasionally complained to his wife about… -
The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 26
in The Happy Days of Being… — The Trial Run Who are you? Hearing "a plan to make money," Arna's eyes lit up. She casually picked up a semi-finished product sitting on the desk and handed it to the perceptive editor-in-chief. "This is the Carriage Shock Absorber I made. The… -
The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 25
in The Happy Days of Being… — Operations Sell for a high price? The carriage rolled to a stop outside the factory gates. The elderly gentleman, Mr. Brownlow, observed the building with a calm, focused gaze, his eyes lingering on the weather-beaten walls. Mrs. Bedwin, the… -
The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 24
in The Happy Days of Being… — Reporters Profitable? A fruitful fishing trip was always a pleasant experience. After fishing in the River Thames for a solid three hours, Arna lugged her brimming buckets onto the carriage and drove toward Bruton Street. Because her supply… -
The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 23
in The Happy Days of Being… — Getting a Cut Short on money! Fagin ultimately couldn't escape the fate of being carried away over someone's shoulder. After waving goodbye to Inspector Lestrade and his subordinates, as well as those tightly bound thugs, Arna cleared the… -
The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 22
in The Happy Days of Being… — Confession I'll confess, I'll confess, alright? When Arna launched her charge, chaos erupted in the room. "There are ten of us!" the familiar NPC yelled, rallying his accomplices. "It's time to pay him back for the beating!" The men surged… -
The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 21
in The Happy Days of Being… — Stepping In The enemies have multiplied! Saturday. There was, of course, a reason Fagin had chosen this specific time. By the rules, today was a rest day. The apprentices whose families lived nearby had all gone home. Arna never went to the… -
The Happy Days of Being a Factory Owner in London – Chapter 20
in The Happy Days of Being… — Poison What is this? Let me have a taste! Friday morning. The narrow, filthy hideout was located behind a pub. The very air was thick with the sour stench of rotting food and the greasy smoke of tallow candles. Fagin sat in a rickety chair.…
