The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 140

Chapter 142

Jack leaned back in his chair, smirking like a predator who'd already caught his prey.

"You might as well start stripping, you broke bastard. Once that wine master shows up, you're gonna be running down the street butt-naked. And if you don't, I'll make sure you limp for the rest of your life."

Alex let out a dry laugh.

"You really shouldn't count your chickens before they hatch. It's embarrassing watching you gloat this early."

Before Jack could retort, the front door burst open.

A man in a crisp business suit hurried in, breathless.

"I hear there's an old bottle of wine waiting to be tested," he declared, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Master Jude! You made it," Jack said, beckoning him over. "Thanks for dashing right over. I need you to confirm something

for me."

But Jude didn't spare Jack more than a quick glance.

He spotted the open bottles on the table and strode straight to them.

"Is that a 2005 Romanée-Conti? That's at least a hundred grand a pop, right?"

Jack puffed out his chest. "Bingo. Brought in by Marco here-only the best, of course!"

Florence fussed over Marco, batting her lashes.

"What a gentleman, bringing us such a gra

gift. Not like some folks who show up with gutter-grade poison."

"Poison?" Jude repeated, his brows knitting together.

Florence pointed at a nearly transparent wine in a glass. "That dirty scoundrel brought this swill, probably hoping we'd all drop dead."

Jack rolled his eyes dramatically.

"We're lucky we noticed before anyone drank it. God knows what that lunatic might've done to us."

Ignoring their cries, Jude picked up the glass, swirled it, gave it a sniff, then downed the whole thing in one shot.

Immediately, his eyes seemed to spark with excitement.

"Master Jude, what are you doing?!" Jack yelped, nearly tripping over himself. "That stuff could kill you!"

Instead of choking, Jude looked downright euphoric.

with a final kick that lingers. Definitely not fake. This is

mouth agape. "It's practically see- through! How can

jabbed a finger at the glass. "Don't lie to us, Master Jude.

but firm. When Jack handed it over, Jude's hands shook as he

Are you kidding me? The legendary vintage

The entire family

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story of 1945 Romanée-Conti, right? Jude continued, glancing around

uprooted to fight off phylloxera. Only 600 bottles were ever produced. Most of then were either drunk or went missing

room started to realize the gravity of

basically labeled a masterpiece

enough to taste a sip of this s

Jude

generala hundredth biru. As though

The flavors... they're

worth?" Jack

single mouthful was unforgettable. And now

almost fearful.

serious collectors would pay a fortune. But if you twisted my arm, I'd say upwards of a million or two on the auction

dollars?"

pin

as instantly overshadowed.

possibly afford something

about this?"

"Yeah!" Jack barked.

scrape together bus fare.

for a bottle of wine? This all sounds like some big

only know what's in the

friend of mine gave it

him like he

you lying thief."

me.'

"1

'friend handed it over just

stole it,

seeing Alex humiliated, latched onto this new angle with

Why else would

world's rarest wine, if not

his arms, feigning concern. "Stealing a wine like

than a decade, Alex.

all a

how you all called it pig swill five minutes ago, but

Florence hissed. "It's one or

eyes. “That's enough drama for

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