Love Is Fair by Kerri novel Chapter 206

Chapter 206 Eliza sat directly opposite Hailey, looking at her with Owen on her left, Kyle on her right, and Matthew in front of her, three men surrounding her, Eliza was cynical as hell. She looked so upset that she also picked up her glass and took a sip of the wine, but made a disgusted face as if it was unpleasant to drink. “It tasted very average to me, not even close to the one I had at the Château de Sta in Paris.” When she went to Paris, it was a rich foreigner that took her there. In fact, what impressed her more than the taste of the wine was in the

cellar, his technique …… The luscious red wine was poured over her, staining the snow-white dress, and then he came up close like a wolf, sucking it dry little by little, drop by drop. She was caught up in the memories of the past, looking flushed, and suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her thigh, and Maya secretly pinched her. She came back to her senses and looked confused. “Auntie, what are you doing?” Maya glared at her and warned in a deep voice. “Don’t show off on such occasions, it will only reveal your shallowness and ignorance,

any random person here, has drunk more wine and visited more wineries than you have.” Eliza’s face showed a bit of embarrassment, and she wasn’t aware of her bragging just now. Alan even frowned directly, and Maya hurriedly gave Eliza a lesson to keep her mouth shut. There were no hard and fast rules for wine tastings, but there were some unwritten etiquettes. So if you had seen more of this world, you would naturally know. This was how the so-called high society, the aura and nobility of the upper class, was cultivated and nurtured. The sommelier soon opened a second wine and gave another rambling introduction. Matthew stopped fiddling around and turned his role as interpreter directly over to Hailey, who gave him a faint look. “You want my help? Sure, you can buy two bottles of this wine and give them to me.” It was a big ask, but Matthew was quick to respond, “No problem, I’ll do it!” Then Hailey helped him out. The sommelier went over the story again and Hailey translated methodically. “This wine is called Sassicaia Tenuta, it has the reputation of being the king of wine ……” Because this great wine was made from a variety of Bordeaux, such as Cabernet Sauvignon and Cabernet Franc, and it was very strong. Hailey knew that she was a very lightweight drinker, so she only took a shallow sip and spat it out into the ice bucket. The way she spat out, was very neat, with an elegant gesture of natural grace. The rest of the wine, was poured into the ice bucket. Eliza saw this, like a kindergarten child who caught a child wasting food and immediately raised her hand to accuse her across the air. “How can you be so wasteful!” Like a disciplinarian, she made strict criticism. “Ms. Newman, if you are not a good drinker, you can choose not to drink, or pour less. It’s not your family’s wine, and you can’t be this wasteful, can you?” After the accusation, the whole room fell into silence. Looking at Eliza was like looking at an extra-terrestrial creature. How had this woman managed to blend in? Eliza stood there grandly, totally ignoring what the crowd thought of her, and didn’t feel embarrassed at all. The air froze into a mush. Hailey snorted lightly and gave a gentle glance, not even bothering to explain. In fact, there was no need to explain, because immediately afterwards, Owen turned the ice bucket in front of Hailey, that was, the wine spil, to himself and poured the little bit of wine left in his glass into it. His action was like an invisible slap to Eliza’s face. And then, one by one, the wine spitters were passed around and the guests acted as one, some spitting and some pouring wine as if it was a perfectly normal thing to do. It was as if they were slapping Eliza in the air, and she was confused for a moment. Her face was burning red flames. Maya couldn’t hold up any longer, so she turned around and scolded, “Sit down!” Eliza had just sat down right before Maya scolded again. “Didn’t you tell me that you’ve been to quite a few wine tasting parties? How come you don’t even know this basic etiquette?” Only then did Eliza realise that originally the bottle had a control nozzle that limited the amount of wine poured to one ounce, but sometimes the sommelier could not help but pour more, and at such times people usually drank a little and poured a little more. In the first place, a wine tasting was a party where people tasted the wine, not where you went to gulp down all the wine. A professional taster didn’t drink all the wine in his belly, as it was not like he’s here to buy drunkenness. Seeing her dumbfounded look, Maya was angry and hated it, angry that she had been tricked by her, and hated it how she had brought her here without asking. Otherwise, she would have taught some basic manners.

So it would not have been as bad as it was now. She was such a laughing stock.

Eliza was so embarrassed by her actions at the party that she wanted to find a hole in the ground and hide in it. She tried to use the excuse

of peeing and hide in the bathroom, but accidentally bumped into the waiter. Her snow-white dress was spilt with liquor and half stained. “Ah, my dress, for fuck sake!”

She shouted in anger, very much distressed by the dress she had spent a month’s salary on for the occasion.

The waiter was scolded and was also very upset. “Miss, it was you who rushed up and bumped into me, and don’t you know that it’s best not to wear a white dress to a wine tasting party? You would not have been so miserable if you had worn a red one ……” Seeing that Eliza was going to quarrel with the waiter, Maya felt like having a severe headache. Fearing that she would be embarrassed again, she quickly dragged Eliza to the bathroom. Hailey watched the uninteresting drama, and her original happy mood was also annoyed by some brainless tricks. She settled the bill for the red wine she ordered, gave an address, and left with Kyle. Owen looked at Hailey’s departure, and pursed his thin lips slightly. Matthew then came over and said, “What Hailey and Eliza were dressed today reminded me of a book, Red Rose, White Rose. There is a

classic quote in that book, do you know it?” Owen didn’t bother to pay him any mind. Matthew recited it to himself, “Maybe every man has had two women like that, at least two. When you marry a red rose, over time, the red one becomes a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, while the white one is still the moon up in the sky; when you marry a white rose, the white one is a grain of rice stuck on your clothes, while the red one is a vermilion mole on your heart.” After slowly reading it out, he inclined his head and asked Owen. “How about it, do you have a hint of resonance?” Owen gave Matthew a cold, sidelong glance. “What exactly do you want to say?” Matthew smiled faintly. “I want to say that whether it’s a red rose or a white rose, in short, the unreachable always unsettles you. To put it bluntly, you just cannot resist.” No one responded to him, and suddenly, a mellow voice interjected next to him. “It’s better to desire, at such a young age, if your heart is like dead, that is not good.” Alan quietly walked over to Owen, with his gentle and deep eyes fixed on his son, lightly opening his thin lips. “Owie, let’s talk”