Instead of answering, Jakes asked, "What do you think happened to me, Prince Cedric?"
Cedric smiled faintly.
"Let me guess. Is one of your businesses struggling because of regulations imposed by the Imperial Palace? Or... are you involved in an illegal business?"
He rubbed his chin, as though carefully considering both possibilities.
"...But I'm leaning toward the second one. Am I right?"
Jakes broke into a broad smile and clapped his hands.
"Brilliant... Absolutely brilliant! I didn't think you'd figure it out that fast."
He took another long sip of his beer.
"You're right. One of my illegal businesses is in trouble, and I need your help, Prince Cedric. Will you help me?"
A meaningful glint flashed across his eyes.
Cedric could sense the subtle pressure behind those words, but his expression remained calm.
Illegal businesses, also known as illicit businesses, operated in secret to avoid detection by the Imperial Palace.
