Chapter 477

In her mind, Shelia sneered, thinking Lindsey cannot hold a candle to her.

With each passing moment, Shelia’s self-admiration grew.

How did she get so lucky to meet with Jacob?

She glanced at Lindsey’s boyfriend, thinking he wasn’t in the same league as Jacob.

After all, it wasn’t about looks.

It was the status and the wealth that mattered.

Those were the real tickets to a woman’s happiness.

Dreaming of her lavish future, Shelia snuggled up even closer to Jacob.

Jacob took a leisurely sip of his wine, looking thoroughly pleased.

“Ah, sweet and lingering.

That’s the mark of a great wine.

”

Noticing Lindsey and Domenic hesitating with their glasses, Jacob urged, “Come on, why aren’t you drinking? There’s plenty more where that came from.

Help yourselves.

”

Jacob burst out laughing when he caught sight of them, acting as if they’d never been out in the world before.

He casually mentioned to Domenic that the two million he lost to him was nothing more than the cost of a couple of wine bottles.

The commotion drew the guests, who began to crowd around them.

“Mr.

Perry, it’s quite wasteful to offer a rare collection of Romanee-Conti to those who don’t know their wine.

”

“Indeed! You should save it for us.

”

Jacob just waved his hand dismissively and assured them, “No need to worry.

There’s plenty of fine wine for the night.

Help yourselves to as much as you’d like.

”

“Mr.

Perry, that’s very generous of you!”

Amidst the shower of compliments, Jacob’s smile vanished at the sound of Domenic’s low voice.

“Jacob Perry, could it be that someone’s tricked you?”

Jacob’s smile stiffened into a frown as he turned to Domenic.

“What did you just say?”

Domenic swirled his wine glass, a small smile playing on his Lips.

“This wine is fake.

”

Fake?

Confused glances shot around the room.

The idea seemed absurd.

How could the wine from Jacob’s cellar be a fake? The Perry family, being one of the top four affluent families, had no need to skimp on quality.

For them, authenticity was a matter of pride.

“You’re calling this wine a fake? Have you ever even tasted something genuine?”