An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chapter 33

“You must be kidding, right, Dad? This can’t be aged wine!” James‘ eyes were wide as dinner plates.

“Look at how yellowish it looks, though. It must be fake!” Florence accused.

“You guys must not have seen brews like this before. Aged craft brews get this color, and it only darkens the longer it’s been aging. Every wine connoisseur knows this.”

The looks on everyone’s faces quickly changed. Their accusations had just been dampened significantly, not by just anyone but by John Nicholson himself, a well- known wine enthusiast. His judgment couldn’t be wrong.

“I was blessed to be able to try such a fine wine years ago with a government official, but this brew right here must be finer than the one I had that body and finish tell me it must’ve been aged for at least 50 years!” John smacked his lips, still enjoying the brew’s aftertaste. ?

“How much would it cost on the market?” James asked curiously.

“It’s priceless. You couldn’t find a willing seller even if you offered a city’s worth. But if we judge based on recent wine auction values, it should cost at least two million dollars,”

“Two million?!” Everyone gasped. They’ve never even heard of wine that costs this much! Chris‘ Grand Cru was nothing compared to that!

“N–no way!” Florence refused to believe it. “Are you sure about this, John? How could Dustin be able to afford this?”

a nice pair of pants, not to mention something this expensive!”

could that vagrant have

did you get this brew, Dustin?” John

friend gave it to

scowled. “How could someone like you have friends rich enough to buy a drink like that? Even if they did, why would they give it to

stolen it!” James nodded vigorously, finding

afford this sort of quality wine,

steal this of all things,

have to spend in prison for theft?”

could that pauper have gotten a hold of something

matter to me. I didn’t steal it, and that’s enough

wasn’t, they find another accusation of him having stolen it. Next,

there was no use explaining to them further.

excuse now? I knew you stole this!” Florence screeched.

look

any if you

know he didn’t