Alex's POV

"Nice doing business with you, Mrs Carmichael." I said over the phone to my client. "Alright. I'll confirm the invoice and forward it to you. Bye."

I leaned back in my chair, letting the last words of my business call fade from memory right before I called Manfred.

“Sir.” He said smoothly as he came to me.

“Bring me the 1989 Château Lafite from the cellar.” I said, letting a trace of amusement slip into my voice.

"Are we celebrating, sir?” He asked with a slight ...