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

see him

she asked, slightly incredulous.

gave a

returned to the bar, sitting down and looking at him, “So,

time, but

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

pulled out his phone, swiftly sent a message, then

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 what it

names, Leandro just watched her quietly, occasionally sending a

doorbell of the

batches, some from vineyard

was naturally different. As soon as he entered, he began to grumble, “What’s 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

finished his rant, he spotted

Seraphina were rows of red wine. Seeing him, she smiled and shook

“Ah, so that’s why it was so complicated…”

“I’m Edgar, we met

she replied with a smile.

it was Herman who walked in with the wines Seraphina had requested.

in front of her, pulling out

standing by sighed, “These wines are so beautiful, like they’re from

shot him a glance, slapping a check

up in the middle of the night, then showing me all these fine wines,

him, “What are you drinking for, this late? Don’t

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

Herman asked.

glanced at him, “Big

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