Chapter 691


    Halfway through dinner, Sophia brought out a bottle of homemade peach blossom wine to share with


    everyone. “This is our homemade peach blossom wine. It might not be as good as those collector wines,


    but it has its own unique vor. Do give it a try!”


    Everyone in the room got some, including Sam.


    Holding the small ss of peach blossom wine in his hand, a familiar scent suddenly wafted past him


    and he couldn’t resist drinking the small ss of wine in one go.


    The wine was fragrant. It was supposed to taste sweet, but Sam seemed to have tasted something bitter


    instead.


    The bitterness was making him tear up. Covering the smell of the wine, he closed his eyes and tears


    rolled down his cheeks.


    It was the Johnson Family’s secret peach blossom wine. Sam drank it once a long time ago.


    At the time, his name was still Andrea Edwards. He remembered that there was also a small ss of


    homemade peach blossom wine in front of him. Annabel had opened it, and Cooper had poured it for


    him.


    “Andrea, you’re not an adult yet, so you can’t drink. But, since it’s a happy day today, you can drink some


    in secret. I won’t tell your parents.”


    He remembered tearing up from having tasted the burn of alcohol for the first time.


    He did not think that he would get to drink it again over twenty yearster.


    Seeing Sam finish the drink in one go, Sophia hastily poured him more. “You’re good at holding your


    alcohol, Master Sam!”


    She poured another full ss for him.


    Sam wiped his tears away and said in a rather choked-up voice, “The wine is too strong; it’s making me


    tear up.”


    She smiled. “This is our family’s secret recipe. You have to savor it slowly. It will definitely be too strong if


    you drink it at once.”


    He lifted the ss again, and this time, he let the taste sink in.


    Somehow, it was different each time he took a sip. It seemed like the wine he drank twenty years ago,


    but there was also a new vor to it.


    After he finished the second ss, he lifted the empty ss and Sophia automatically brought the bottle


    of wine to him and poured another full ss for him.


    With the ss in his hand, he asked, “This is pretty good wine. Did you make it yourself?”


    Sophia also took a sip herself. “Yeah, I made it myself.”


    She grew up in her uncle’s house. Her uncle was a teacher, and her aunt sold pot-stewed dishes and


    their homemade wine at the market for a living.


    It went without saying that Sophia also had to help out. On some asions, she had to wake up very


    early in the morning to set up the stall and finish selling everything off before she could go to school.


    There was a small wine-making workshop at their house. In middle school, she was dragged home from


    school and forced to work for half a year. Luckily, she was able toplete her studies. The principal of


    her school could not bear to see a young person like her work tirelessly, so he let her return to school to


    continue her studies.


    ording to her aunt, Annabel was still the best at making wine.


    Her aunt had always cursed Annabel in front of her and said that Annabel secretly possessed the


    Johnson Family’s wine form. Hence, their wine was unfavorable to people and caused their business


    to go bad. In the end, they had to close their workshop.


    Sam was in a good mood today. He drank several sses in a row. By the end of the night, he even


    wanted a bottle to take home.


    Michael, who was drinking, cursed at him on the inside, This old geezer. He eats and drinks our food,


    and now he wants to take our alcohol home too. Go to hell!


    Sophia came back out with various wines like peach blossom wine and apricot blossom wine. They


    seemed to be popr with everyone. Lucy also asserted that she wanted one for herself.


    The pet club that Sophia set up on the ind had received a lot of attention—so much so that Lucy had


    heard of the pet luxury goods brand that Sophia wanted toe up with, but she chose not to bring it up.


    That was because she was confident that Sophia was not her rival. She did not have a reason to fear her


    existence!


    The seafood barbecue turned out to be a sess; everyone ate and drank to their hearts’ content.


    Michael brought out a premium red wine from his collection at home. On top of Sophia’s wine, everyone


    was already drunk before they even finished eating.


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    Sam, in particr, was not walking straight anymore. In all these years, it was the first time he had gotten


    that drunk.


    When he was drunk, all he could see was Annabel in front of him.


    Sophia looked like Annabel, and even Linus was slowly starting to look like her.


    Fearing that Sam would cause a scene, Lucy quickly brought him back to his room. Once the Edwards


    were gone, Sophia let herself loose. Not only did she start to drink more peach blossom wine, but she


    also started to talk gibberish.


    Michael held her and said, “Okay, that’s enough. Let’s not drink anymore. You’re drunk.”


    Huping with a red face, she said, “I’m not drunk! Who said I’m drunk?”


    He looked at her in annoyance. “I saw you hugging and kissing Judge earlier. You still don’t think you’re


    drunk?”


    She was definitely drunk after kissing a dog that ate excrement.


    However, Sophia firmly believed that she was not drunk and shook Michael off. She hugged Judge and


    kissed him again. Laughing and slurring away, she grabbed a tuft of Judge’s hair and put it on top of


    Garfield’s head.


    Michael looked at her from behind disapprovingly.


    Look at how drunk she is…


    After Sophia left Judge befuddled, she held a bowl of wine and arrived next to Linus. She drank the wine


    in two mouthfuls and started talking nonsense again.


    “Linus… why are you a bad person?”


    He was rendered speechless by her question. He let out a scoff, then downed some wine himself.


    He was also feeling a bit tipsy. Am I a bad person?


    In this world, the line between good and bad was getting harder to determine. A majority of people were


    doing things to help themselves live a better life.


    Just then, Michael lifted Sophia and went back to their hotel room.


    “Linus, I’ll take her back first.”


    Once they went back to their room, Sophia started to have a drunken fit. She whined about wanting to


    kiss Judge and make love to Michael. Michael bathed her in the bathtub, then wiped her dry and put her


    on the bed.


    After her bath, she whined about wanting to wear her racy bikini pajamas.


    Those pajamas were too suggestive and she did not want to get caught in them, so she never got a


    chance to wear them at home. She had only worn them several times since she bought them. This time,


    she purposely brought them back so she could wear them every day.


    She only stopped making a fuss when Michael let her wear them.


    Because she had several gatherings in a row during the day, she was already exhausted. Her drunken fit


    came to an end as she hugged the nket and looked at Michael with her round eyes on her small


    flushed face.


    “Hubby…” Her soft voice tingled like a little kitten.


    She deliberately hooked a long and slender leg around his waist, bit her bottom lip, and looked at him


    seductively.


    With some effort, he pulled her leg off and put it under the nket. Touching her red cheeks, he said,


    “You’re drunk. Go to sleep first. I will go and clean up. I’ll be back soon.”


    She nodded obediently. Michael put Garfield in her arms, and she fell asleep while hugging the cat.


    After that, he picked up his phone and prepared to go out again. Before he left, he put Nichs next to


    the bed and turned on the security system.


    He still had some things to discuss with Linus and wanted to tell him about his encounter with Sam.


    Meanwhile, Sam did not return to his room right away after Lucy escorted him out. With a bottle of wine


    in his hand, he walked along the coast and ended up at an isted ce. He drank, bit by bit, as he


    watched the glistening waves under the moonlight.


    There was a different bitterness to the sweet peach blossom wine each time he drank it. It did not fail to


    trigger the most beautiful and tormenting memories in his mind.


    Once he was done drinking, he let go of everything andy down on the secluded beach. Being away


    from all themotion and bustling activity was lonely but blissful.


    He looked at the sky of stars that seemed unchanged. It did not seem any different from the night sky


    twenty years ago. Sadly, though, his rtionships with those people were history now.


    How nice would it be if I could turn back time?


    He wanted to return to that moment and change everything.


    He wanted to witness Cooper and Annabel’s sessful struggle. They would get married in the end and


    Annabel would give birth to Sophia.


    He would adore Sophia and treasure her as she grew up. He would watch her beautiful transformation


    into a woman.


    Finally, Sam went back to his room in the middle of the night. The room was pitch ck, but he did not


    bother to turn on the lights. He searched for his bed in the dark andy on it. However, he did not expect


    to feel something warm at his fingertips.