The Tall Man's Suspicion

As soon as he said that, neither Quinta nor Marcus spoke.

Why had the person in charge suddenly been changed? Could it be that they had done something wrong?

And this new person in charge had shown up a day early. He did not look like someone easy to deal with.

Their silence made Christol feel even more guilty, and he had no choice but to raise his voice.

"What is it? Do you have a problem? Are you dissatisfied with me being in charge?"

"Not at all. We're just a little unaccustomed to the sudden change."

Marcus hurriedly said.

Christol stopped dwelling on the matter and gave them an out.

"Tell me about your usual process. This is my first time here, so I came a day early to get acquainted with you."

It might have been Christol's first time speaking like that, because his words came out somewhat awkwardly.

When had he ever been so polite to anyone?

"We always make the delivery on the fifteenth. Your people come directly to the dairy to collect it."

After listening to Christol, Quinta felt that he seemed like a somewhat polite person.

Still, no matter what, he only hoped their future cooperation would go as smoothly as before.

Moreover, when they heard Christol admit that he was one of Big Mom's people, they did not doubt him in the slightest. After all, very few people in this world would dare openly impersonate her people on Big Mom's territory.

It was precisely because of that mindset that Christol dared to act so brazenly.

"Good, I understand. Then, have you prepared the milk today?"

If not, he would urge them to get it ready ahead of time and make sure it was done by tomorrow morning.

"Of course it's ready. Please rest