In a Political Marriage, Isn’t It Normal to Treat Your Fiancée Well? - Chapter 26

Thanks to my sister becoming the official mistress, our family received tremendous benefits.

Frankly speaking, we no longer needed the name of the Duchess of Regenburg.

The Emperor bestowed upon my sister the title of “Duchess of Bordeaux,” along with territories and a mansion. He even granted the honorific “Your Highness” to the children born between him and my sister.

Our family originally built its fortune through the wine industry.

The Marquisate of Château was famous as a wine-producing region, having produced high-quality wines since ancient times.

Our wine clients were royalty and nobility. The wines traded at high prices.

They were particularly favored as gifts for the royal family.

And then there were the territories my sister received from the Emperor.

Though inland, several canals flowed through them. It was land well-suited for wine processing as well. There was also a port. It was a town thriving as a trading harbor. If we built a wine distillery on the outskirts of that town, it could become a major industry.

Furthermore, if we developed the forest at the edge of the territory into a ranch, we could raise dairy cattle. We could also produce processed goods that pair well with wine.

I was the one who thought of it.

Of course, my sister had already come up with the idea long before.

Moreover, she requested the Emperor’s permission for a business partnership with the House of Marquis Château.

The Emperor agreed without hesitation. This was likely because my sister was his favored mistress, among other reasons.

Naturally, profit was involved in the business partnership.

It was a partnership in the wine industry with the Marquisate of Château.

Through this venture, our family would gain enormous profits.

Yes, to such an extent that it couldn’t even be compared to a business partnership with the House of Duke Regenburg.

If my sister hadn’t been the Emperor’s favored mistress, we probably wouldn’t have been able to sever ties with the House of Duke Regenburg.

Relationships bound by business are not eternal.

We would have had to repeatedly renew contracts every five or ten years.

What isn’t profitable gets discarded. That’s just how business is.

In the end, our family had obtained a good opportunity to cut ties with the House of Duke Regenburg.

“Finally, we can.” my father murmured with deep emotion.

“Yes. Finally,” I agreed with my father.

At last, we could sever ties with that man.

Through the disinheritance and death of my nephew.