The restaurant had a classy and relaxing oriental ambiance. The music wasn’t too loud, and even if it was a busy hour, it was large and expensive enough to guarantee privacy to all their guests.

“Ah, Mr. Riegel, welcome! We are so glad to see you again.”

“Thank you, Lu. For two, please,” Vince replied to the host, who guided them to a nice, cozy table.

“Something to drink, Mr. Riegel?”

“A Pinot Noir, perhaps? Or a good Merlot?” V asked, thinking of the perfect pairing for the duck.

“We have Pomerol. Would you like that, sir?”

“Ah, yes. Bring the bottle, please,” he said with a smile.

“A… bottle?”...