"Do you have any option better than that?" Beatrice sneers.
The Viscount looks at her daughter lovingly with curiosity and also with a look of anticipation. The Viscountess cannot help but look at her with a sly expression. James is not interested in what they are saying and only wishes they finish talking and let them starts eating.
Is he ready to disgrace himself again? Her thought.
"Sand business is not going to last till next two years." She says and James laughs.
"What are you saying? How did you know?" The Viscountess asks with sneer on her face.
"Father, mother. He might have his reason for saying that. Do not blame her please." Beatrice says with a pleading look.
What a white lotus.
"You must have your reason for saying that, Mario." Her father says and she smiles. She really appreciate how her father is both loving and understanding, she regretted betraying him in her past life.
"Well, While I appreciate Beatrice advice, I fear that this venture may not be as profitable as you hope, father. The sand business is notoriously volatile, and I worry that you may not recoup your investment. I would hate to see you lose your hard-earned money on a venture that may not pan out." She simply says with a little smile.
This jerk, The Viscountess cusses in her mind for ruining her daughter's chance to be in the good of the Viscount.
"So what if it later bloom? You don't have any valuable reason for you to oppose the idea. Don't be sentimental. You don't have to stop this business because of just an opinion of yours - which is not a fact." Beatrice says, almost losing her temper, but calms down at her last words.
The Viscountess is happy at the fight back of her daughter. She is so happy she never gives birth to a dullard like the Viscount Legitimate son.
"It is not an opinion of me, nor an idea. It is a fact." She says to Beatrice and turns to her father. "Father, this businesses is meant to collapse in two years time. One reason to be wary of investing in the sand business is that, there is high level of competition in the industry. There are many small, independent sand companies operating in the city, and it will be difficult for a new company to gain a foothold in the market." She says.
"It's not in the city, but here in Southwark. People don't have to go to Westminster to get sand." Beatrice cuys in but Marianne totally ignores her.
"Additionally, the demand for sand is limited by the city's population, and there is a risk that the market could become oversaturated. Another reason to be cautious is the lack of regulation in the industry. There were no laws governing the quality or safety of sand, which could have led to health and safety concerns for consumers...
...Another reason to think twice about investing in the sand business is the volatility of the market. Prices for sand can fluctuate wildly, and investors can lose a great deal of money if the market turns against them. The demand for sand is also seasonal, with greater demand in the summer months, when construction activity is highest. This could lead to wild swings in profits and make it difficult for a company to predict its earnings. Finally, the transportation costs of sand are high, as it had to be transported by ship or cart from the quarries outside of the city - What if something happens to it on the way, who will take the responsibility? It's you father, you will lose a lot of money." She says and swallows her saliva and takes a rest ha she has talked too much.
"In addition..." She says surprising those that thinks she's done. "...to the economic risks, there are also environmental concerns with the sand business. Sand is quarried from riverbeds and coastal areas, which causes erosion and damage to the natural landscape. This can have a negative effects on the local ecosystem, including disruption of the food chain and loss of habitat for wildlife - Father, the people in southwark will blame you if anything like that happens to them. Additionally, sand is often contaminated with pollutants like lead and mercury, which could have had negative health effects on those who used it. Given these factors, it may have been wise to avoid investing in this sand business, father." She finishes and the others are speechless.
"Wow!" James says with his mouth opened, where is this new brother of his from? It seems like his brother has been switched... and he real like it.
"Bravo. You surprised me." The Viscount says smiling.
"What am I, if I don't even have a thing to become the next Viscount?" She says, intentionally looking at the mother and daughter with her mouth raises in a sneer. She is indeed mocking them.
The Viscountess expression turns ugly and clenches her first tightly. Beatrice is also angry that she endures and smiles at Marianne.
"It's my fault for not looking into all these. I am sorry father." She says sadly and the Viscount notices it.
"Don't blame yourself. I didn't think of this too " The Viscount assures her and the Viscountess smiles.
So what if he's getting powerful, in as much as her husband likes her daughter, she still have hope.
"So what it is that will make a lot of sense." Beatrice asks, waiting for Marianne to shoot herself in the legs.
Marianne, awares of their plans and smiles. It happens in her last life, when Beatrice asks her to drop her own opinion no matter what, and she does. Not only is it rejected, but even the maids at their back laughs at her for being a fool.
What does she mentionel that time, fruits?
She is not going to let the past repeat itself. She is going to make them all pay...
... starting first from making elevating her father's status.
She sits very well and smirks, about to give them the best reply of the century.