Frederic looked up at them indifferently. "Say what?"
Jason nudged Frederic. "What are you waiting for? Go get her! Do you want to wait until Joey sends you a wedding invitation before you regret it?"
His question wounded Frederic deeply.
The mere thought of Joey marrying another man was as painful as a pack of hounds tearing at his heart.
Frederic squinted, his face lightened up by a determined glint.
He then instructed Scott, "Fetch that bottle from my private collection in the wine cellar."
Scott promptly responded with a smile, "Right away, Mr. Adamson. I'll bring it immediately."
He was always efficient when dealing with things. In less than five minutes, Scott returned, cradling a bottle of finely aged wine.
Frederic took the bottle and strode out of the private room, cheered
