Chapter 292
The moment Evelyn's fingertips brushed against Sebastian's chest, she felt his muscles tense instantly.
A mischievous glint flashed in her eyes.
"Mr. Valdemar," she drawled, her crimson lips nearly grazing his earlobe, "don't tell me... you've never been in a relationship before?"
The tips of Sebastian's ears turned visibly red.
His reaction only fueled Evelyn's playful mood. She leaned in closer, tracing slow circles on his chest with her delicate fingers.
Bang—
The door swung open abruptly.
Bianca stood frozen, her files scattering across the floor. Behind her, Theodore gasped so sharply his phone slipped from his grasp and shattered.
The air turned to ice.
"M-Master..." Bianca stammered, "I came to discuss the wine tasting competition..."
Evelyn straightened with effortless grace, as if nothing had happened.
"Wait for me in the conservatory."
Once the two left, only Sebastian and Theodore remained in the room.
The atmosphere plummeted to subzero temperatures.
"Contract." Sebastian's voice could have frozen hell itself.
Theodore trembled as he handed over the documents, not daring to meet his boss's gaze.
After signing, Sebastian adjusted his suit jacket, the crystal cufflinks gleaming like frost under the light.
"Business emergency. I'm leaving."
Outside the winery gates, Theodore finally cracked. "Sir, about you and Ms. Roland—"
"Silence."
One icy glare from Sebastian, and Theodore sealed his lips.
Meanwhile, inside Château Blanc, Bianca blinked rapidly.
"Master, that was—"
"Focus on the matter at hand." Evelyn flipped open the file, her fingers tapping lightly against the pages.
Bianca swallowed her burning curiosity.
The day of the competition arrived swiftly.
By 8 AM, Château Blanc buzzed with activity.
The parking lot overflowed with limited-edition supercars, each worth more than a luxury penthouse.
Staff guided VIP guests with practiced efficiency.
"Your invitation, please."
Every visitor caught the faint aroma of grapes lingering in the air.
Evelyn stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, surveying the bustling crowd below.
She'd chosen a champagne-colored gown today, the diamonds sewn into the skirt catching the light with every movement.
Everything was ready.
Now, the show could begin.