Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 270

Morgan had walked up behind Yasmine. "When did you get to know Mr. Chavez?"

"I don't really know him. We just met while having a drink earlier, Yasmine replied.

Morgan patted Yasmine's head. "The person hosting today's wine tasting has the last nChavez. Only

someone like him could invite so many people."

Yasmine was stunned. How could she forget? Whenever Yonas and Irene showed up together, it was never a

small gathering. The event was bound to be high-profile. She suspected the old man had sclout but didn't

think he was from the Chavez family.

The Chavez family is the go-between for various famous wineries. Renowned places like White Steed Winery,

Oakleaf Winery, Melody Grove Winery, and Legacy Fields Winery all work with the Chavez family. They also run a

few wineries themselves. Though the wines they produce aren't as famous as those from the big wineries, they

are still quite well-regarded.

The Chavez family isn't originally from Soucrity. They chose this bustling city for the wine tasting event because

of its opulence. Not only did Mr. Chavez attend, but famous winemakers and wine tasters also graced the event.

Yasmine whispered, "Morgan, how's everything going?"

Morgan didn't look pleased. "It seems like the wine merchants present just now have cto an agreement to

unanimously decline."

Yasmine glanced at Irene, who was always engaging in lively conversations, and thought, "She really is

impressive." After being abroad for several years, she returned and was still able to lead the White family to cut

a bloody path, relying not just on the family's influence. Irene was indeed a fascinating person, but also

undeniably a wicked one.

Today's main event was where winemakers would present their wines, and the winery would recruit talent.

Meanwhile, the winery showcased top-tier red wines to potential buyers, not necessarily made by themselves

but possibly from wine merchants. The key requirement was possessing high-quality red wine worth presenting.

As the wine tasting began, a long table was set up in the center of the hall, already filled with numerous wine

glasses. Bernard continued to lazily sit in the corner, with Dean now taking the lead.

Yasmine was under Irene's close watch, and the wine merchants present paid her no mind, so Morgan had to

handle the negotiations. Meanwhile, she remained in the corner munching on snacks, thankful that Lucy stayed

by her side.

At this moment, Lucy was intently staring at the red wine in Bernard's arms, swallowing hard. It was her first

ttasting such fine wine, and what mattered most was that each sip cost thousands!

Bernard continued to guard his wine bottle tightly. "Hey, hey, hey, are you seriously going to tellthose tears

at the corner of your mouth are not tears?"

Lucy quickly averted her gaze and stuffed a snack into her mouth with determination. "I just wanted something

to eat," she said, her eyes lighting up as she pulled a bag out from her pocket. With each layer she peeled back,

a rich aroma filled the

air.

Yasmine stared wide-eyed in disbelief. At a wine-tasting event filled with high-end wines and designer clothes,

Lucy was actually gnawing on beef jerky. The mouth-watering aroma was so strong that it caused non-stop

drooling. She knew for sure that Chuck had made this for Lucy.

Bernard was also wide-eyed, staring intently at the beef jerky in Lucy's hand, mirroring the way Lucy gazed at

the wine. Lucy took a big bite of the meat, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Hey, Mr. Chavez, is that tears | see at

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Bernard was exasperated, and the enticing aroma of the beef jerky only grew stronger. "What you're doing is not

right. Don't you have any respect for your elders?"

Lucy waved the beef jerky in front of him. "I have another one. Do you want it? But you have to give us some

wine first!"

"How can you do this? Even if | don't give you any more now, I've already let you have two glasses! Two whole

glasses, do you have any idea how much that costs? Do you? I'm a senior citizen, a senior citizen..."

Lucy pulled another bag from her other pocket and began peeling back the layers. "Yasmine, let's just forget

about the wine. Here, have something to eat..."

Five minutes later, Bernard watched Lucy and Yasmine pouring out his treasured red wine, feeling a twinge of

pain in his heart. He took in the aroma of the beef jerky in his hand and finally found a bit of comfort. "Chuck is

so cheap. This darn Paragon Hotel doesn't even have beef jerky," he grumbled, suddenly turning to Lucy. "Tell

me! Why would he make pig trotters for you?"

Lucy said, "I pestered him for so long before he finally made them for me. They were originally meant for

Yasmine. If it weren't for the red wine, | wouldn't even let you have them."

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"Get this straight, I'm Bernard, and yet you still look down on me!" Bernard spoke like this, but he never stopped

munching on the beef jerky.

Yasmine raised her glass of red wine, savoring a sip. Indeed, Bernard's bottle of wine was far more flavorful than

all the others at the venue, with a lingering aftertaste. Even someone who wasn't fond of red wine would become

enchanted by its taste.

In the distance, Dean was leading a group of people to start tasting the red wine, with Morgan following closely

behind, watching Irene and Dean chat and laugh together. Bernard smacked his lips, eating with great

enjoyment.

Yasmine watched from afar as Morgan furrowed his brows, and on a whim, she said to Bernard, "Mr. Chavez, my

family, the Sanchez family, would like to collaborate with you. What do you think?" She spoke with unease,

cautiously observing Bernard's reaction. Lucy chimed in, "Mr. Chavez, just agree to it. If you do, Chuck will make

you beef jerky every day."

"Alright!" Bernard chuckled.

Yasmine exchanged a shocked glance with Lucy. Did she really agree just like that? It seemed too quick, with

hardly any discussion. To be sure, she asked again, "Really?"

Bernard immediately called out to Dean, who was savoring swine, "Dean! I've agreed to sign the contract

with the Sanchez family. Don't forget to get the documents ready. Let's sign it right away since the Sanchez folks

are here, too."

The whole venue fell silent, everyone in disbelief staring at Bernard. Even Dean paused for a moment before

replying amidst the astonished stares, "Got it."

The assistant by his side promptly went to prepare the contract. This sudden turn of events left even Morgan

momentarily stunned. His gaze traveled across the crowd, landing on Yasmine Right now, he didn't have the

luxury to ponder too much-Bernard's contract was a timely solution to their urgent problem.

Irene stood coldly at the side, watching Yasmine. She had hinted to all the wine merchants in Soucrity not to sign

a contract with the Sanchez family, yet in the next moment, the family signed a deal with the biggest wine

merchant, Bernard Chavez. This was practically a slap in her face, and it was done right in front of all the wine

merchants of Soucrity.

Irene clenched her fists tightly, unable to comprehend how Bernard could agree to a contract with the Sanchez

family. It had to be Yasmine's doing. That woman's tricks were at play again.