Chapter 163

When Leandro came downstairs, Seraphina was in the process of cracking open a new bottle of wine. She took a sip, and then put the glass down and heaved a deep sigh

Before she could finish sighing, she saw Leandre descending from the stairs.

The dim light barely touched his features, leaving only the silhouette of a tall, silent figure.

For an instant, Seraphina questioned if this was all a figment of her imagination

In past hazy dreams, he always seemed to duft away, much like this.

But this time, he was approaching, step by step.

It was only when he reached the bar that reality hit Seraphina. This wasn’t a dream.

She let out a soft chuckle

Leandro glanced at her, his gaze landing on the opened bottles of wine in front of her. Three or four bottles, each only slightly consumed, then left aside.

Seeing this, Seraphina explained, These wines are too strong. They don’t seem to sit well with me.

As she finished talking, she stood up from her chair, Ah, forget it, I think I’ll go to a bar instead.

Despite having just woken up, she hadn’t removed her makeup or changed her clothes, so heading out was no biggie

Seraphina grabbed her phone, ready to head out.

What do you fancy drinking? I can find it for you

back to see him sitting on the couch, quietly

she asked,

a

looking at him, “So,

this time, but his silence was an affirmation.

a while, she realized she knew very little about fine wines. The only one she could name was

sent a

quickly pulled out her phone. Googling and reading out a string of wine names she had just found, “Romanee Conti, Petrus, Margaux Oh, it says here that the 1869 Lafite tastes better. Can you even find a hundred–year–old wine? I’m really curious

just watched her quietly, occasionally sending a

an hour later, the doorbell of the apartment

wine deliveries came in several batches, some from vineyard owners, and

the matter with you? Can’t sleep without a few sips of wine? Romanee Conti, that’s easy, I just happen to have some. But 1869 Lafite? What the hell were you thinking?

as he finished his rant, he spotted Seraphina sitting at the

of red wine. Seeing him, she smiled and shook

Leandro, “Ah, so that’s why it

came over and shook hands with Seraphina, “I’m Edgar, we met at the Urban Oasis last time, remember?!

course I do,” she replied with a smile.

again. This time, it was Herman who walked in with the wines

the hour neatly in front of her, pulling out her phone to take photos, and

standing by sighed, “These wines are so beautiful,

a glance, slapping a check

looked at him in shock, “What’s the meaning of this? You can’t be doing this to me. Calling me up in the middle of the night, then showing me all these

grabbed him, “What are you drinking for, this

the elevator, Edgar couldn’t help but sigh, “It’s

trouble?” Herman

glanced at him, “Big trouble!

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