Chapter 178 Rita Feeling Guilty

Maia didn’t go to the restroom but quietly went downstairs. Upon reaching the lower floor, she headed directly to the front desk. Looking at several hotel staff working diligently, she instructed, “Bring two glasses of peach rose wine upstairs.”

“Yes.” The staff nodded, immediately beginning the preparation.

Observing the staff uncorking the bottles, she noticed that the peach rose wine was produced by the Burgess Winery. Seeing her family winery’s wine, she couldn’t help but smile.

She didn’t expect Errol to expand the winery business so much, with their wines making their way into various high–end restaurants.

Then she looked towards a few robust staff members standing on the side. She approached them and whispered, “Did Cedric ask you to protect me?”

As soon as she spoke, they simultaneously called her “Miss Maia.” She made a quick “shh” gesture, then attentively gazed upstairs, worried about catching Rita’s attention.

“Miss Maia, please rest assured. Everyone here is our own, and Cedric has arranged

everything. Mrs. Rita’s every move is being monitored. Once she comes downstairs, the bar will notify us.”

Hearing the lead bodyguard’s words, she realized Cedric’s meticulous planning, but she never expected him to be so considerate.

“In that case, help me with one thing.”

“Please tell us.”

quietly gave instructions to the bodyguards. It took about five or six minutes before she went

by the floor–to- ceiling window, enjoying

at

seats, two glasses of wine were

Rita said, looking

gift from the restaurant, peach rose wine. The color is

and swirled it. Before Rita could speak, Maia

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glass every night before bed…” Maia sighed again. “I don’t know if she

became slightly

beautiful day, why

Rita’s to

reproach. Maia took a few more sips of the wine and then picked up another glass to offer

take a sip. The taste is really good. No wonder Zera

Rita was furious and looked

the submissive expression of a dutiful daughter–in–law but she

your biological daughter. Now that she has left without a trace, and the murderer hasn’t been

her. Have a sip

red liquid in the wine glass looked less like wine and more

stay calm, but her face showed her fear.

have a

won’t drink it! Maia, can’t

Maia’s hand away, unable to look at

It fell to the ground, shattering into pieces, and the wine splashed all over

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