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 watching

asked,

gave a

to the bar, sitting down and looking

respond this time, but his silence was an affirmation.

little about fine wines. The only one she could name was the

phone, swiftly sent a message, then without

the situation turning in her favor, 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

out the names, Leandro just watched her quietly, occasionally

of the apartment started to ring in succession

some from vineyard owners, and even Leandro’s old friend, Edgar

sleep without a few sips of wine? Romanee

his rant, he spotted Seraphina sitting at the

were rows of red wine. Seeing him, she

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

and shook hands with Seraphina, “I’m Edgar, we met at the Urban

do,” she

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

pulling out her phone to take photos, and muttered, “This is amazing. I’ve

sighed, “These wines are so beautiful, like

him a glance, slapping a check against him.

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 fine wines, and now you’re kicking me out? Can’t I stay and have a

“What are you drinking for,

the elevator, Edgar couldn’t help but sigh, “It’s over, Leandro’s in trouble…”

Herman asked.

at him, “Big

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