Fake Daughter Is The Real Legend (Iris Sutton) novel Chapter 105

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Theodore Barclay sat on the sofa, his face cycling through shades of red and pale white.

“Sir, please calm down. You need to think about your health.”

“I’m furious!” Theodore slammed his hand against the armrest. “That brat is absolutely infuriating!”

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No matter how he tried to rationalize it, he couldn’t get past the hurdle in his heart. He felt he had failed the Noir family. Failed the Young family.

And most of all, failed Evelyn Young, who was still lying unconscious in the hospital.

“Bring Miss Noir in.” He waved impatiently. “I want to speak with her alone.”

The butler stepped outside and relayed the request.

Ares immediately reached for Iris’s hand, intending to accompany her, but the butler politely blocked his path.

“Young Master, the old master specifically asked for Miss Noir to come alone.”

“It’s fine.”

Iris gave Ares a reassuring nod and gently released his hand before following the butler into the study.

The moment she entered, Theodore gestured toward a crystal decanter and several wine glasses.

“Miss Noir, would you help an old man choose a bottle?”

He intended to use the opportunity to demonstrate the gap between ordinary families and true old-money aristocracy.

As Iris examined the bottles, he launched into a lengthy speech.

“You should understand that Ares is the future heir of the Barclay family. His marriage must be approached carefully.”

“I’m old-fashioned by nature. He already has an arrangement that was agreed upon years ago, and our families have been close for generations.”

“I understand that the two of you care for each other, but-”

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While Theodore continued explaining his thoughts, Iris listened quietly.

At the same time, she studied the collection before her.

Her movements were calm and deliberate.

Elegant. Precise. Completely at ease.

Not a trace of uncertainty showed on her face.

Halfway through his speech, Theodore abruptly stopped.

His eyes widened.

“You know Bordeaux?”

He leaned forward.

Among old-money circles, an understanding of fine wine was often considered a sign of refinement and upbringing.

Most young people could recognize a few famous labels.

Very few could identify vintages at a glance.

Yet Iris had picked up a bottle and immediately recognized it.

Rather than answering directly, she held the bottle toward him.

“A 2005 Château Margaux.”

She spoke casually.

“Excellent growing conditions that year. The tannins are beautifully balanced, and it should be at its peak right about now.”

Theodore blinked.

Then his eyes lit up.

“You know wine?”

His interest was immediately piqued.

Outside the study, Ares waited.

And waited.

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And waited.

Normally unshakable in business negotiations worth billions, he discovered a feeling he wasn’t familiar with.

Nervousness.

Ten more minutes passed.

Suddenly, loud laughter erupted from inside.

Ares frowned.

Unable to restrain himself any longer, he pushed the door open.

“Wonderful! Hahaha!”

“You really are a wonderful child!”

Inside, Theodore was clutching Iris’s hand, laughing so hard his eyes nearly disappeared.

“Grandpa enjoys talking with you so much! If only you were my granddaughter-in-law!”

Iris wasn’t particularly talkative.

Yet every sentence she spoke hit the heart of the subject.

Theodore was astonished by the breadth of her knowledge.

At his age, he had long since lost interest in business affairs.

His passions now revolved around wine, gardening, and traditional hobbies.

To his surprise, this young girl understood all of them.

She was beautiful.

Polite.

Thoughtful.

And impossibly knowledgeable.

The more time he spent with her, the more he liked her.

Truthfully…

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The daughters of those other families might not be able to compare with her at all.

Theodore sighed dramatically.