Chapter 522 Humiliation
The meaning of the wine did indeed have its significance, which was why Lester specifically
chose this one.
“Ms. Quinnell, this bottle of red wine symbolizes auspiciousness. It also has a smooth finish and is not too astringent.
“Since it’s Mr. Yarwood’s first time bringing you here, I took the initiative to choose it. I don’t want this to be considered a gift from the other party, nor do I want to take your
money.
“With the two of you about to embark on a good journey, I thought I’d like to contribute to the celebration.”
Despite what he said, Wynter knew he wasn’t trying to contribute anything; he wanted to be on good terms with Dalton.
Lester sure knew his way around the business.
At this point, Dalton stood up, his hand caressing the bottle of wine.
“Mr. Wurth, you’re too polite. I’ll accept the wine. Wynter and I will be having an engagement banquet, so you must come.”
“I’ll definitely be there!” Lester was excited.
However, Dalton smilingly continued, “But it looks like my fiancée also wants to accept the wine from the other party, so could you please pick another bottle?
“The quality doesn’t matter, and it’s reasonable even if you double or triple the price. After all, you’re running a business, Mr. Wurth. Everyone else is your customer.
“We won’t be drinking the wine, though. Please send it back to the other party and let them pay for it.”
Lester instantly understood Dalton’s intention. “I’ll send it over right away!” he exclaimed.
Century–old restaurants like this always had a couple of flagship wines. This time, Lester brought a bottle worth from 900 thousand to 1.5 million directly to the Dawn Room.
It was only fitting for the owner himself to personally deliver such an expensive bottle of
wine.-
But mainly, Lester wanted to watch the show. After all, it was rare to see someone daring to flaunt their wealth to Dalton.
Lester maintained his composure and politely knocked on the door.
The atmosphere, previously lively with praise for Yvette’s prowess and Charlie’s charm, suddenly quieted down.
“Red wine? We didn’t order any red wine.” Someone voiced their confusion.
The manager continued to explain, “This is the restaurant owner. He knew distinguished guests were here antl rushed over to open the wine personally. It’s a rare event in our
restaurant.”
Charlie was also puzzled, wondering how he was suddenly being treated with such reverence by the restaurant’s manager.
Although the Shepherd family was relatively influential, they were insignificant in
Kingbourne. They didn’t have any particular connections here.
Charlie glanced at the prosperous–looking Lester and then at Yvette.
Given that many people in Kingbourne knew Yvette as Dr. Yates, Yvette thought she was the “distinguished guest” the manager was referring to.
She looked at Charlie and smiled shyly, saying, “Perhaps someone found out I was here and
informed the owner.”
Everything suddenly clicked for Charlie then. Even the other people at the alumni gathering. were looking at Yvette in a different light.
It would make sense if the wine was for Yvette. After all, she had saved Clyde. Many influential figures in Kingbourne even often sent their cars to pick her up as an honored
guest.
“Yvette, you’re amazing! You’ve got the owner coming to personally open the wine for you!”
Yvette smiled but didn’t say anything, enjoying the praise.
Lester, too, remained quiet. But internally, he wondered who the hell Yvette was. He didn’t even know her and was only there to watch the show.
He didn’t understand how these people had the audacity to flaunt wealth in front of Dalton. Did they really think they were all that just because the manager was showing them respect?
Of course, Lester wouldn’t voice these thoughts. Instead, following the restaurant’s protocol, he took the bottle of wine over and asked the people at the table, “But this wine is quite expensive, and the guests in the Dusk Room will not drink it.
“Sir, would you like to take a look? I’ll open it for you if you want.
He considered this a warning to these people.
