Chapter 382

Jared.

“You here yet? I’m in Room 888,” said Debbie.

Jared was still driving. His purple Ferrari flew like a bat out of hell toward the club.

“Really?! Room 888? Isn’t that Carlos… Never mind.

Wait for me. I’ll be there in two minutes.”

Carlos’ exclusive booth had a strong appeal to Jared, who shortened the five minutes’ drive to two.

Punctuated with the screech of brakes, the

Ferrari came to a halt before the Orchid Private Club. Jared was pretty eager to grab that booth. It was

meant for the rich and famous, and now he’d at least have a taste of the good life.

Jared entered Room 888 before Debbie was able to take a sip.

“You’re so fast!” she exclaimed.

He nodded and had a look around. He’d never been here before.

“Your husband is so rich! Look at this! It’s a porcelain vase from ancient times. I heard some rich dude

bid 200 million for it at auction. I’m guessing that’s Carlos. And now he just hides it here! What a waste!

Oh, look at that! The painting is called…er…I can’t think of it right now. But this guy was a famous

painter. It must have cost Carlos a pretty penny…”

Debbie rolled her eyes and poured a glass of wine for him.

“Dude, come on. Your family is by no means poor. So why are you playing the broke card?”

Jared took a sip of the wine, and his eyes went wide. He took the bottle on the table and checked it

carefully.

“Oh my God! This wine is from a private winery in Bordeaux!” Debbie was getting a little tipsy now.

“So?” she asked.

“So, if you look at where it was made, when the grapes were picked and made into wine, etc, it’s more

expensive than

Chateau Lafite Rothschild 1982. It costs at least $500, 000.”

“What?! Upon hearing the price, Debbie coughed and almost choked on the wine. While Jared was

looking around, she had gulped down three glasses of wine. She had filled the glass with the expensive

wine, and gulped it down in one go!

‘I almost drank half the bottle, so that means I just drank $250, 020!

Oh my God!’ Debbie was at a loss for words.

“Hey, why is there only half a bottle Left?! How Long have you been here?” Jared asked in disbelief.

With an embarrassed smile, Debbie stammered, “Er… I’ve been here. more than ten minutes. But I

didn’t start til you got here.”

Jared was stunned by Debbie’s words. ‘You drank this expensive wine like water?’ “Tomboy, it’s such a

waste! If your husband found out, you’d break his heart. By the way, he’s on that business trip, right?