Wine Empire's True Heir

a wine empire from nothing but d

ld leather and his favorite cigars. The air was hea

voice a dry rasp. "It's

ked from a rough neighborhood a decade ago. He sponsored their education, mentored them, and molded the

'Connell. The golden boy, the charismatic head of a top marketing firm, t

ating relationship with a social me

I whispered, loo

ty still sharp despite his failing health. "Th

e oldest vines on our estate. So, I proposed my own so

h. "A blind tasting. Four wines, each one crafted by

he heartbreak I tried to hide. He knew this was my

nodded. "A

s. I poured a small amount from the first bottle. It was bold, aggressive, just like Liam's ambition. I

oured th

. It tasted of the soil, of late-night harvests under the moon, of passion that didn't need

t winemaker who preferred the dirt under his nai

the bottle and walked out of the study. I