The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 262

After catching up with Alfred, Samuel entered the hall with Wyatt.

Since they had not been in the hall earlier, they were unaware that a wine guessing game was underway. When they passed through the crowd, they saw the ladies with red silk blindfolds over their eyes, smelling glasses of wine.

While Samuel only had eyes for Natalie, Wyatt was staring at Susan and Phoebe.

“What has Sue dragged her cousin into this time?” Wyati muttered. Frowning, he turned to a waiter standing nearby and asked, “What‘s going on? What are they doing?”

The walter answered, “They‘re playing a wine–guessing game. They have to guess the wine by its aroma.”

“Guess the wine by its aroma?” Samuel murmured, staring at Natalie with an unwavering gaze.

She was sitting up straight with a piece of red silk over her eyes. Her black, lace trimmed gown contrasted sharply against her skin. The red and the black together made a striking visual impact.

A waiter held a wine glass up to Natalie‘s nose. After taking a sniff, the corners of her lips curved upward slightly, and she picked up her pen to write her answer.

Then, all the answer sheets were displayed. Compared to the others, Natalie‘s handwriting was the clearest and neatest, showcasing her excellent penmanship.

Suddenly, he recalled what Natalie had said earlier with a mischievous twinkle in her eves. She said she wouldn‘t pick on others, yet she wouldn‘t allow others to pick on her either. Susan teants to humiliate Natalie in front of everyone, but her plan appears to have backfired.

I‘m being honest, open I dont know just what Natalie is capable of. However, Susan dared to challenge Natalie. Well, all I can say is that Susan has dug her own grave.

Mesmerized by Natalie, Samuel‘s thoughts began to drift.

I wonder what it‘ll feel like to have her lying on top of mewith that red silk over her eyes...

As the though crossed his mind, his gaze deepened.

The game continued, and eventually, two of the five ladies made wrong guesses. The

last three people that remained were Natalie, Phoebe, and Susan.

The Leister family had long been known for being a connoisseur of wines, so the other guests were not surprised that Phoebe and Susan were still in the game.

However, the fact that Natalie was also among them was beyond their expectations.

Phoebe and Susan felt their confidence waning as the game proceeded to the ninth bottle of wine.

Finally, they realized that they had underestimated Natalie. Natalie didn‘t drink all that wine because she was a glutton and trying to take advantage of all the good wines we put out. It‘s because she knows the wines. There‘s no turning back at this point. Whatever it is, we can‘t lose the next two rounds to that orphan.

Soon, the waiters poured the ninth wine into glasses and held it up to the ladies‘ noses.

Natalie took one whiff and was the first to write down her answer.

It was not a deliberate attempt at stealing the limelight since she was blindfolded and had no way of knowing whether the others had already written their answer or not. She had merely written her answer as soon as she identified the wine by its aroma. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Susan and Phoebe took a long time to answer. Their hesitation was not only because it was getting harder to identify the wine, but also because their confidence had suffered a blow.

Phoebe wrote down her answer first, closely followed by Susan.

After checking their answers, Hector announced, “Phoebe and Natalie have answered correctly. Susan got the vintage incorrect. This bottle is a 1988 La Romanee Conti, not 1991.”

Susan could not believe her ears.

Did I lose? How can this be possible? What‘s more, I lost to a good–for–nothing orphan! This was supposed to be a trap to humiliate her, but why has it backfired?