Phoebe Walker was taken aback and, for a moment, didn't know how to respond to Maxwell Peary. How was she supposed to react to his words?
This was clearly a treasured red wine. It was normal that Nia Mitchell couldn't identify it. She even doubted Nia had drunk red wine more than a few times in all her years. But how could the CEO not recognize it? That was Young Master Peary, after all! Even if he didn't attend banquets, his taste in food and clothing was surely top-notch.
When Maxwell Peary took a sip and then asked her to pour a glass for Nia Mitchell, although Phoebe was unwilling, she also knew it was because he found it good that he wanted to share. After all, what he usually handed Nia Mitchell before was fruit juice.
"Young Master Peary, are you joking?" Phoebe Walker tried to find some sign he was joking on his face, but she discovered nothing.
"Do I look like someone who jokes?" he snorted, standing up to straighten his clothes.
