The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 334 A Different Style

Upon returning, Jean took a shower and received a call from an overseas client. Exiting onto the balcony, he talked to the other party in a low tone.

Midway through their exchange, he noticed the solitary figure of the woman across from him, indulging in her

drink.

Initially, Neera had not noticed him, consumed by her thoughts as she sipped on her drink.

Once her glass was empty, she moved to refill it, intending to continue, when her gaze locked with the familiar figure in the distance. Instantly, her movements stilled, as if caught red–handed in some guilty act.

Over yonder, Jean raised an eyebrow, concluding his call in a few brief sentences.

With a few deft taps of his fingers, he called Neera.

Drawing her thoughts back to the present, Neera glanced at her phone’s caller ID, could not help but chuckle, and answered the call.

The man’s resonant voice resonated promptly, “Why are you drinking all of a sudden?”

Neera quirked an eyebrow in response, remarking, “Drinking helps you sleep better.”

“In that case, come over. I’ll

asked nonchalantly, “Do you have any good wine? If not,

melody, both sweet and seductive, “I have

of the Beauvort family, he indulged in only the finest food and drink, so subpar wine was out of

nothing to lose. With a simple response,

coat, she made her way to the

for her arrival

for quite a while, and I’ve been to your place multiple times, yet I’ve never seen any wine here,” Neera asked with curiosity as she

few strands lightly brushed against her shoulders, lending her a different kind of casual elegance compared to her usual capable demeanor, exuding a touch of laziness that only enhanced

bore depth, and he responded in a soft tone, “Of

laughed, perhaps fueled by the alcohol, her eyes slightly reddened at the corners. Her smile

her, Jean smirked, his gaze grew

a relaxed demeanor and continued to converse casually, “Is that so? Then I must see

lower, “I won’t

he led her

was a wine cellar within his home, she was unprepared

to ensure the preservation of the wines‘ quality. Moreover, the collection housed within was comprised exclusively

of the bottles were of considerable age, rare, and precious beyond

through the expansive wine racks, Jean’s tone was nonchalant as he remarked, “Feel free to choose whatever