The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 263

Susan pulled off the red silk covering her eyes and glanced at Natalie and Phoebe with a bitter expression.

Spotting Wyatt standing next to Samuel, the color drained from her face.

When did he get here? What should I do? He must‘ve seen how I have lost!

As she gazed at Samuel worriedly, she realized that he was not looking in her direction. His eyes were fixed on Natalie instead!

I meant to humiliate her and take her down a peg, but look at what has happened... I‘ve actually created the perfect opportunity for her to show off!

Susan bit her lip angrily, her eyes reddening as fury raged within her.

With that turn of events, only Natalie and Phoebe remained to identify the tenth wine.

The guests gathered around them were abuzz, split into two camps by their differing speculations on the result.

“The Leister family was the one who provided all these wines. Susan just came of age, so she can‘t have had much exposure to wines. It was only natural that she lost. However, Phoebe is slightly older than Susan, so she should have better knowledge and experience of wines. I think Phoebe will be the winner,” a man remarked, giving his two cents.

Another guest countered, “I beg to differ. That other lady has been answering every round without hesitation. They‘ve been using a pen to write their answers, and you can see that she has written herNôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

answers clearly without crossing anything out. She may be young, but she seems much more knowledgeable about wine than the two Leister ladies.”

Natalie and Phoebe could vaguely make out what the guests were saying.

The former‘s expression remained as calm and composed as before, radiating an intimidating aura.

On the contrary, Phoebe‘s nervousness was causing her palms to sweat. Even if Natalie loses now, it won‘t be embarrassing for her. But if I lose, I won‘t just be embarrassing myself. I‘ll also be humiliating the entire Leister family! I have to win the next round. I just have to do

09.56 Too.

Hector motioned for the waiters to pour the wine into two glasses and hold them up in front of the ladies.

Their reaction that time was nothing like the other nine times. As soon as Natalie and Phoebe smelled the aroma, their brows drew together sharply.

Phoebe felt that it smelt familiar but try as she might, she could not recall what type of red wine it was, let alone the location of production and vintage.

Meanwhile, Natalie only pondered briefly before writing her answer.

answei

As she wrote, she could not help chiding Hector inwardly for doing something so brazen.

Even after Natalie finished writing, Phoebe still had not picked up her pen yet.

Hector asked, “Phoebe, do you have your answer?”

Not daring to admit that she did not have a clue, Phoebe had no choice but to say, “Just a minute.”

Phoebe picked up her pen and wrote something, then crossed it out and wrote something else. She repeated the process a few times, unsure about her answer. In the end, she decided to go with her instinct and wrote her final answer, then passed it to the waiter standing next to her. It‘s up to fate now.

The guests in the hall started chattering among themselves.

“Hector must‘ve given them a tricky one. Did you see how both of them hesitated?”

“Yes! What wine could‘ve confused them both?”

“I wonder who got the right answer.”

Susan stared at Phoebe with her hands balled into tight fists. She had completely forgotten all about her embarrassing defeat. I pray to God that Phoebe doesn‘t lose to that b*tch!

The air was thick with anticipation as everyone waited for the results.

Standing not too far away, Wyatt was also getting nervous.

@*SO.

Meanwhile, Samuel stood with one hand in his pocket. There was a hint of a smile in his eyes as he gazed at a calm and composed figure.

She probably knows the correct answer, yet she still manages to put on a calm and unfazed expression. How intriguing. She‘s good at concealing her thoughts and emotions.

However, it was for that very reason that Hector felt an overwhelming desire surge within him—the urge to strip her of her defense.