"Take these leftovers with you and heat them up for dinner. If you don't want them, just toss them after you leave. But don't waste the wine-you two drank from it, none of us touched it. And trust me, this is top-shelf stuff. In your countryside, even if you had the money, you wouldn't be able to buy the real thing. If you did, it'd probably be fake."

Shiloh's eldest brother took the leftovers and the half-finished bottle of wine from Noel's hands.

That wine was no joke.

Even if Noel hadn't offered it, he would've asked for it himself.

He had never tasted anything this smooth in his life.

Marco checked the time before turning to them. "Whenever you're ready, you can go. We still have work to do at the company."

Then, he motioned for his younger brothers to carry the two suitcases out. Walking side by side with Shiloh's brothers, he spoke in a measured tone.

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Losing her... it hurts.

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rolled out of his small villa, heading toward the gated entrance

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