Chapter 490
Looking around the hall, Sarah saw the tower of wine glasses and various wine bottles in the corner. Though
there were many varieties and unique packaging, including expensive wines, no one would actually bring out a
wine worth millions for tasting.
"Not impressed yet? The wines available in the market aren't truly precious collector's items. Real top-tier wines
have long been stored away in cellars by connoisseurs. Recently, Sotheby's sold a Romanée-Conti for over three
million. | was envious for a long time, but | found out too late." The elderly gentleman spoke regretfully, his
pained expression genuine.
"Mr. Sadberry, that wine is at my home. Grandpa and Zachary drank half the bottle last time, with the other half
still in our cellar. It's a 1945 vintage, with an exceptional aged taste. Why don't | invite you on grandpa's behalf
to finish the remaining half?" Vivian's clear, bright smile was naturally engaging.
Sarah looked up. Vivian stood before the elderly gentleman, with Zachary behind her.
Mr. Sadberry? The nseemed familiar.
Mr. Sadberry turned around slowly, still protecting his precious wine. "Ah, young Miss Wilson, | don't drink
leftover wine. | might be old but I'm not desperate for a drink."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUsually, people would realize they'd misspoken after such a response. But Vivian maintained her gentle smile,
saying gracefully, "Mr. Sadberry, my grandfather has many wines that are ten times better than Romanée-Conti.
I only mentioned it because you brought it up, hoping to tempt you to try my grandfather's collection."
Mr. Sadberry's eyes flashed with interest. He suddenly laughed, "You're really letting secrets slip! Your
grandfather would be furious if he knew."
"Mr. Sadberry, grandfather would be delighted to have you as a guest," Vivian replied carefully, leaving no room
for criticism.
"Better than Romanée-Conti? What could that be?" Mr. Sadberry looked expectant.
"Screaming Eagle CabeSauvignon, the king of cult wines, California's most mysterious wine. My grandfather
has several bottles of the original 1992 vintage, hidden in the deepest part of his cellar. Wouldn't you like to try
it, Mr. Sadberry?" Vivian's eyes sparkled with absolute confidence.
Born from Screaming Eagle's reputation, no wine enthusiast could resist it, no collector could bear to miss the
1992 vintage.
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