“Grandpa, I can share that story with youter, once we’re back home.


    Discussing such private matters in front of so many guests might not be appropriate.


    ” Domenic’s response was chilly.


    Catching Domenic’s icy tone, Jordan gave him a sheepish look, worried his probing might have been too transparent.


    “Right, I got a bit carried away there,” Jordan admitted.


    “Tell you what, after we disembark tomorrow, why don’t you and Lindseye over, and you can fill me in on everything?”


    Turning to the gathered guests, Jordan then announced, “Guys, thank you for joining the celebration tonight.Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    I’ve arranged for some of the finest wine for us to enjoy.


    Let’s make the most of it and celebrate the night away!”


    With the prospects of juicy details dashed, the guests returned to their revelry, ready to indulge in the evening’s festivities.


    Holding Lindsey’s hand, Jordan greeted her with a warm smile.


    “Lindsey, you have to try the exquisite wine I’ve selected for today.


    It’s something you can’t find just anywhere.


    ”


    Lindsey nodded, offering a polite smile in return.


    “Thank you.


    I will enjoy it.


    ”


    Jordan gave Lindsey’s hand a reassuring pat and turned to Franklin, who stood by his side.


    “Please ensure Lindsey experiences the renowned hospitality.


    ”


    Franklin bowed slightly, his voice earnest.


    “Rest assured, I will take good care of Miss Stewart.


    ”


    He then straightened up and extended a weing gesture toward Lindsey.


    In that moment, Lindsey found herself reevaluating her initial impression of Jordan, which had been tainted by Domenic’s descriptions.


    He seemed more approachable than she had anticipated.


    She nced up at Domenic, who was standing close behind her, his hand resting protectively on her shoulder.


    While his presence offered a sense of security, it also stirred an ufortable feeling inside her.


    The resentments that lingered in her heart made it hard for her to trust him fully.


    Domenic had deceived her in the past, and she was still grappling with how to navigate their strained rtionship.


    Feeling the need to create some physical distance, she subtly stepped away, slipping out from under his hand.


    Domenic’s hand, momentarily suspended in the air, eventually fell as the glint in his gaze dimmed.


    They followed Franklin into the gathering.


    Once out of Jordan’s view, Domenic turned to Franklin and suggested, “I’ll take Linds around.


    You can go about your business.


    ”


    Franklin nced between Domenic and Lindsey, then nodded with respect, saying, “Of course.


    ”


    Het then slowly walked away.


    Domenic led Lindsey to a table and picked up a bottle of red wine.


    He poured two sses, offering one to Lindsey.


    “My grandpa really did pick some good wine.


    This is La Romanee-Conti.


    You missed itst time at Jacob’s; you should try it now.


    ”


    Lindsey recalled thest encounter at Jacob’s when Jacob taunted her and Domenic about the La Romance-Conti red wine, only for Domenic to reveal that Jacob’s bottle was a counterfeit.


    Back then, she had been curious about Domenic’s detailed knowledge, which he brushed off with a vague excuse that she naively epted.


    Reflecting on that moment, she felt foolish.


    With a wry smile, Lindsey epted the ss from Domenic and met his gaze.


    Her eyes held no warmth, only a detached coolness.


    “Mr.


    Walsh,” she began, her tone more formal.


    “I didn’te here today to disrupt the celebration.


    I have something important to discuss with you.


    ”