Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 492

Scarlett dangled the taco in front of him. "I have another one. Want it? But you have to let us drink your wine!"

"How can you do this? Even if I'm not giving you any now, I already gave you two glasses earlier! Two whole glasses, do you know how much that's worth? Do you? I'm an elderly person, an elderly..."

Scarlett pulled another package from her other pocket, unwrapping it layer by layer. "Sasa, forget the wine, let's eat..."

...

Five minutes later, Mr. Sadberry watched with heartache as Scarlett and Sarah poured his treasured wine, finding only slight consolation in the aroma in his hand.

"That Steven is too much - damn St. Ritz doesn't even have TACOS!” He muttered, then suddenly looked at Scarlett. "Tell me! Why did he make tacos for you?"

Scarlett said, "I pestered him for ages before he made them. They were actually for Sasa. If it weren't for the wine, I wouldn't share with you."

"Get this straight - I'm Mr. Sadberry, and you're looking at me with disdain!" Mr. Sadberry protested, though his hand never stopped eating.

Sarah raised her wine glass and took a careful sip. Indeed, Mr. Sadberry’s wine had a richer flavor and longer finish than any other wine at the event.

Even someone who wasn't a wine enthusiast would be captivated by its taste.

Mr. Sadberry’s son, Mason Sadberry, was leading a group of people in wine tasting, with Melvin following behind, watching Vivian chat animatedly with Mason.

Mr. Sadberry smacked his lips, enjoying his food with relish.

Sarah saw her cousin's furrowed brow from afar and, as if possessed, said to Mr. Sadberry, "Sir, our Sanders family would like to collaborate with you. Would you...?"

His assistant, showing great initiative, went to prepare the contract. Even Melvin hadn't processed this sudden turn of events.

His gaze cut through the crowd to Sarah, wondering what his cousin had said to gain Mr. Sadberry’s agreement.

He had no time to think about it now - Mr. Sadberry’s contract had solved their urgent problem.

Vivian stood to the side, coldly watching Sarah. She had influenced all of East Coast's wine merchants not to sign with the Sanders, yet in the next moment, they secured a contract with the biggest wine merchant, Mr. Sadberry.

This was a direct slap to her face, in front of all of East Coast's wine merchants.

She clenched her fists tightly, unable to understand why Mr. Sadberry would agree to sign with the Sanders. It must be another of Sarah's schemes.