Love Has its Will by Selena Lewis novel Chapter 526

Chapter 526 The Woman in the Back Seat

The Rolls-Royce sped away and soon disappeared into the traffic.

The taxi behind could not keep up with the sports car, but the taxi driver did not dare to leave far behind. He tried his best, but he lost the Rolls-Royce at an intersection outside the city.

The taxi driver faced the fork in the road ahead and was helpless.

“Miss, are we going left or right?”

In the back seat, there was a woman wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a big cap that covered her entire face. Her voice was young.

The woman stared at the two forks and thought for a moment before pointing to the one on the right.

“Let’s go this way to Sour Winery.’

“Where is this place?” Even the experienced taxi driver was stunned. He had no idea where this place was.

He even took out his mobile phone to check the navigation, but he could not find this so-called Sour Winery.

The woman in the back took out her mobile phone to locate the place and handed over her phone. “Go to this place.”

The driver took a closer look at the place the woman located.

The name sounded so weird.

‘I guess he might have gone there. Let’s chase after him,” the woman in the back urged.

Since there was a specific address, the driver stepped on the accelerator and quickly advanced toward the place.

Local drivers were always talkative, and it was too quiet in the car. The driver, who was a chatterbox, could not stand it anymore and forcibly found atopic.

“Miss, is the wine in that place delicious? I have been here for so many years. Why haven’t I heard of this place?”

The woman answered firmly, “It doesn’t taste good. It’s sour.”

“Why do you want to go there?” The driver was confused.

“To certify something,” the woman replied.

The driver wanted to ask what it was, but after hearing something, he was speechless.

“You don’t have to ask so carefully. I will pay you.”

Brandon drove his sports car and arrived at the so-called Sour Winery.

Unlike the kind of winery that was open for business with bodyguards standing at the door, Sour Winery was quiet.

There were no expensive potted plants in the courtyard. Instead, it was like a small courtyard of an ordinary family. There were some flowers and grape vines.

Brandon drove the car to the entrance of the winery. The iron door automatically opened when it sensed heat.

The route was not open to the public because after the car drove in, and the sound of the engine was heard, the people inside were alarmed.

Todd Parker, an old man with gray hair, quickly walked out. When he saw Brandon, who had just come out of the car, he rounded his eyes wide open.

“Mr. Orwell… How did you…” In mid-sentence, Todd recognized Brandon. “You must be Mr. Cassel. Come with me.”

“Thank you.” Brandon followed the man and walked through the cobblestone path in the courtyard towards the winery.

The environment here was quiet, completely isolating the noise of the big city. Occasionally, there were faint sounds of insects.

The air was fresh. While passing by the road, Brandon felt inexplicably refreshed.

After the quiet path, Todd pushed open a door. The three walls inside were all made into cupboards, neatly filled with different wine bottles.