"Selling wine?"
"I am selling, but I don't know how you would like to buy it?"
Keira Leaf asked ambiguously, because she wouldn't be so foolish as to believe that the man sitting beside Lily Wilson would really buy her wine for no reason. Perhaps he had already set a trap and was waiting for her to take the bait.
Young Master Hanson looked a bit surprised at her straightforwardness and laughed, "I know my status is not comparable to Young Master Sulliven's, so I wouldn't dare to claim that if Miss Phoebe takes off one item of clothing, I'll buy a hundred bottles. However, if Miss Phoebe drinks a glass, I'll buy a bottle. That much, at least, I can do."
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. Drinking one glass for every bottle sold didn't seem like an outrageous request; on a regular day, she'd have to drink about a third of a glass per bottle, and sometimes even half a glass was normal. But would this man really give her such a big advantage?
