His Masterpiece

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A giant black barrier encompassing every aspect of the Villa eventually opens as the vehicle approaches—It's the car of the young miss. They've returned to the Villa after a long trip, and Sebastian's continues contemplating.

It had been a hectic trip for him, yet a cozy long drive for the young miss. Few minutes of driving, they arrived at the mansion flanked by trees; daylight peaking between the leaves as a gentle breeze swiftly swung its way around the villa.

Matthew, who was apparently waiting at the front door, can be easily spotted pacing back and fort—a cloud of smokes ascending above his head is impossible to ignore. The bank has undoubtedly already called him. His head is buried far beneath the earth, perhaps chatting with Satan. The young miss, on the other hand, has her head buried in cloud nine.

Elenor's delightful appearance and Sebastian, who stood behind his daughter clutching a couple of baggage from the jewelry store did not even surprise him no more.

He collected his thoughts, soothing himself before saying things he didn't intend. "The bank called worried that someone had stolen my card," he said monotonously, although his voice rang throughout the villa. The servants and gardeners were anxious about their safety, but Elenor remained nonchalant and indifferent.

'What's the deal with the bank calling? It's not like they hadn't gotten used to it by now.' The young miss thought so. Despite his nonchalance, his demeanor gave him away—frustration and despair were written all over him. He fixed his attention on her for a long time, yet Elenor simply stared back twice as hard as Matthew—disgusted at how he glared at her, as if she were a curse on him; his face flushed with fury. Despite knowing the two have only been reunited for three months, Matthew doesn't seem to be delighted to see his only kid.

There is no hint of affection in his demeanor.

"Sebastian, let's talk in my office," Matthew said, Sebastian nodded and followed him to his study, leaving the Young Missus behind.

Elenor's gaze shifted to him; she was worried about Sebastian, and she felt reluctant for wasting a lot of money on meaningless jewels. For the first time, she sought to reason out her own actions, but Sebastian did it in her place. When they reached Matthew's study, she lost sight of him and could only groan in tiredness.

"Young Miss, should we prepare the bath?" one of the maids asks. "Prepare the bath I'm tired, also carry my things upstairs," she instructs, and they obey. She doesn't like people touching her stuff, so waiting until she gives an order is crucial if one wishes to stay employed.

Her appearance might resemble the face of an angel if it hadn't been for her manners. If she so wishes, the young miss is entirely capable of supporting herself. She is definitely gifted when it comes with school or even their business. She has read nearly every medical book that her mother left behind. She is, however, a brat who, most of the time, causes chaos, making it difficult for anyone to pinpoint her competence.

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She took a leisurely warm bath, that helped her entire physic and mental state unwind and gather her thoughts. Later on, changed into her nightgown making her way to her room's balcony, where she overwhelmed in the idyllic little garden she had requested be placed on her balcony. Her nails were pounding on the screen of her phone as she scrolled through her contact list. Despite the fact that she only has a few.

She dialed a phone call to a friend—Ashtrid—after a couple of snaps and flicks. Unlike the Eaves Family's young miss, she is cautiously watched by her family, but she remains defiant and resentful for being a protected and loved child.

"Ash, are you busy tomorrow night?"

"Not really. Why are you having problems with your lover?"

"Lover? How I wish but if we're talking about him then I sure have a problem"

Elenor and Ashtrid have been best friends since they were kids, and over the years they have spent a lot of time together as if they were sisters, the overwhelming sense of being safe they felt towards one another were incomparable. Sharing secrets of course is no exception.

"Let's have dinner tomorrow" After ensuring an appointment for dinner with a friend without letting a single soul in the villa know, especially Matthew nor Sebastian, Elenor went back to her little kingdom to pamper herself before dragging her slender body into bed. Just before the call ended, they agreed to rendezvous for dinner at a particular restaurant near at the beach just a short drive from Elenor's home. It was a trendy restaurant in the elite circle, after all, this is the Zking's Restaurant.

A favored and hectic restaurant.

Only a few people manage to get a reservation despite a day or two ahead. Fortunately, Ashtrid Silva, Lady of the Silva House, went out of her way to call them personally and book them a reservation.

ZKings is a business that runs throughout the country. They are not only keen on restaurants. Though the restaurant has an enormous effect on their business. These gentlemen owned one of the country's many five-star hotels—They had made history in the country.

These impressive gents are also very well-known for their vineyard even across country. Their wines were classic and had different aromas, all of it had a very classy taste that won people's hearts; just recently one of the sons discover a new flavored wine which according to the rumors, he made it for the woman he loves.

The Zkings Red Star—His masterpiece.

Rumors traveling among elites who have tasted the red star whispered ear to ear about how it has a mysterious taste and is precise in conveying how men feel about the woman they desire, which is part of the reason why the wine is considered exceptional by many. Perhaps men from the elite community spread the rumors.

People who had a glass of the mysterious wine once claimed, "It's addictive."

The revelation that one of Hudson Zay's sons is madly in love is an important event for many elites since, despite the Zay family's wealth, every single member of the family remains in mystery. Like how Zay's enigmatic successor crafted his wine—fine and secretive. Even Hudson made only a few appearances.