As soon as the proposal ceremony was over, Caden Reginald whisked Seraphina Ashworth away. They disappeared so quickly that no one even had time to react.
"That damn brat whisked Seraphina away again!" Mr. Ashworth snapped, returning to his senses, his beard bristling with anger.
Seeing his old friend hopping mad, Mr. Reginald chortled. "Mr. Ashworth, what are you so angry about? Let the young ones have their fun. We old folks should go have a drink."
Lochlan Knight, ever the opportunist, chimed in, "Gentlemen, this villa has a dedicated wine cellar with quite a collection of fine wines. If you're interested, I can show you the way."
'Boss, oh Boss, I'm really putting my all into this for you. You'd better give me a raise,' Lochlan grumbled internally.
At the mention of fine wine, the faces of all the gentlemen present lit up. Even Mr. Ashworth, who had been hopping mad just a moment ago, forgot his anger. "Where is it? Lead the way, quickly."
