Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 479

Mr. Wilson chuckled. "If we can't finish the bottle, take the rest home for your grandfather."

Vivian laughed. "Grandpa, what are you saying? Do you really think Grandpa William would drink someone else's leftover wine?"

"True, true. My mistake," Mr. Wilson admitted with a good-natured smile. "Then how about this-before you leave, pick out a bottle from my collection and take it back for him. That way, he won't have anything to complain about behind my back."

The meal had yet to begin, but the atmosphere at the dining table was warm and harmonious.

Anne was busy serving dishes, while Zachary quietly observed the exchange between Vivian and Mr. Wilson.

It was just a simple family dinner, so why go to such extravagant lengths?

The Romanée-Conti on the table was no ordinary wine. Though its auction price had been around three million yuan, it was truly priceless-aged for years, often purchased as an investment rather than for consumption.

So why had Mr. Wilson brought it out tonight?

What was he trying to achieve?

At the Dinner Table...

The long, marble dining table exuded elegance.

The dishes placed before them were no less luxurious-every plate rivaled those

of St. Ritz, a renowned fine-dining restaurant, if not surpassing them.

the three of them at the table, Mr. Wilson gestured toward one

try this,"

of Grandpa's chefs are Michelin three-star masters- not a bit

a sip of wine

other since childhood. Even before

letting his

slightly, a

for a long time. The weight of expectation lingered in the air before he finally

to ask my

actually discussed this just two days ago. He has

I have none either," Zachary replied evenly. Vivian let

speak with your grandfather in a

then changed the

a wine-tasting gala.

I also hope that you'll

with anticipation as she looked

hesitated only briefly before

"Alright."

The Mendes' Home.

seemed to weigh heavily on Mrs. Mendes' already

only been

taken the