Chapter 299
Their eyes met in silent understanding.
Sebastian Valdemar tapped the table with his slender fingers, a sharp glint flashing in his gaze.
"Let's go." His lips barely moved.
Posing as business partners, they slipped effortlessly into the winery's restricted area.
Evelyn Roland headed straight for the competition wines, her fingertips grazing the edge of a barrel.
"Something's off." Her eyes narrowed.
The once-clear liquid now held faint, murky particles.
Sebastian bent closer, inhaling slightly.
"Industrial alcohol." His voice turned icy.
Evelyn scanned the room, then froze at the ceiling fixtures.
"Wait." She strode to the corner.
The candlesticks weren't filled with waxโbut flammable oil.
"They're planning an explosion." The air around Sebastian dropped to subzero.
His jaw clenched, storms brewing in his darkened eyes.
Evelyn's fingers went cold.
If this plot succeeded, the entire tasting event would be destroyed.
Chรขteau Blanc's century-old reputation would burn to ashes.
"Someone's targeting us," she murmured.
Sebastian gave a humorless laugh. "Bold move."
Hurried footsteps approached.
"What are you doing here?" Vincent Valdemar panted as he rushed over. "The awards ceremony is starting!"
Beads of sweat dotted his forehead. His eyes darted nervously.
Sebastian studied his uncle through slitted lids, silent and calculating.