"Yes, this must be the Vintner Reserve from St. Claire's Distillery!"
A smile spread across Alfred's face as he addressed Yolanda. "Yolanda, how much did you pay for this bottle? I'll give you double the price! No, make it quadruple!"
He firmly held up four fingers.
"Quadruple?" Jude was dumbfounded, thinking this was an excessive amount of money.
"I didn't buy this, and it's not for sale." Noting Alfred's disappointed expression, Yolanda continued, "But I'll give it to you if you want it."
"Dad, I believe Ms. Henderson brewed this herself!" Jude recalled the materials he had helped her gather. They were all brewing ingredients.
"She made this herself? Impossible!" Alfred's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Yolanda.
"I can tell this is the Vintner Reserve from St. Claire's Distillery. They stopped production decades ago and destroyed the recipe. There are probably fewer than five bottles left in all of Havaria, so nobody can buy it even with connections.
"Yolanda, you're barely twenty. How could you possibly recreate it so perfectly or even know this spirit?"
"This really is Ms. Henderson's own creation. I bought the ingredients myself and had them delivered to her." Jude stepped forward while eyeing the bottle in his father's hands warily. "Dad, be honest with me. Are you unhappy because you've been craving alcohol?"
Jude was worried about his father's health. But Alfred scoffed and responded with displeasure, "Hmph! You foolish boy. Do you think so little of me? You think that I'd act like this just because I want a drink?"
"Mr. Kaufman, I suspect your father wants this bottle for another purpose." Yolanda had heard from Jude that they had removed all alcohol from the Kaufman residence. In that case, the Vintner Reserve in the storage room must have been something Alfred had recently acquired through his connections.
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