Page 5 of Damaged Billionaire Daddy
He laughed, and it was deep and hardy. “Well, have it your way. When your people reached out to me, I was shocked. What would some big shot like you have to do wanting to collaborate with us? We must really have something special, huh?”
“Well, that’s what I’m here to find out.”
“You strike me as a man who takes his job seriously.”
“Very much so.”
“Well, come on then.”
Charles had a bit of a hobble as he walks, his entire body swaying side by side. Still, there was a sense of pride to the way he did it. He’d been on this earth a long time and had accomplished a great deal. He should walk proudly.
He tapped on one of the barrels. “Here she is.” He looked around for a few seconds with squinted eyes before finding what he was looking for. Some glasses.
Charles only grabbed one and smirked. “Far too early for me to be drinking, and I have a bad habit of not being able to stop once I start.” He laughed at his own joke before pouring me a glass and handing it to me.
I grabbed it and took a sip. To say that I was shocked was an understatement. My eyes nearly popped out of my head, and I eagerly drank the glass.
I hadn’t expected much from Charles and his wine, but it was safe to say he completely blew my expectations out of the water. This had to be the best glass of wine that I’d ever tasted in my life.
“Good, ain’t it?” he asked, genuinely looking for my opinion. “My granddaughter’s staying with us, had some drama going on in the city, and she said it was just amazing.”
“It is,” I agreed.I’m not walking out until I have a contract with this man.“Would I be able to get another glass?”
“Sure can, Richie.” This time I didn’t have any reservations about him using my name. He took the glass from my hand and quickly filled it up before giving it back to me. I savored it a bit more this time now that I was aware of just how good it was.
He watched me closely. “So, tell me your real opinion.”
“My real opinion?”
He nodded.
I took another sip, letting the rich, velvet taste roll around in my mouth. “You know what you’re doing. This tastes better than the most expensive wine I purchase.”
That seemed to be exactly what Charles wanted to hear. “I’m glad. You see, when I started this business, my wife, Nia, told me it was nothing but a waste of time.
‘There’s already liquor everywhere, no need for you to start making some’.“ He chuckled as he thought about it. “But if I stopped doing everything my wife told me to, I’d hardly have any fun. You got a special woman in your life, Richie?”
The question caught me off guard, and my answer was quick. “No, and I prefer it that way.”
“Well, that’ll change when you start getting old and you’re not bringing in women like fish anymore. Want another refill?” He pointed at my glass.
One more can’t hurt, right?“Sure.”
He filled it back up. “Anyway, back to my wife. She didn’t understand the point until she tried it. I’ll admit that it took a few years to perfect, but when I did, she couldn’t remember her life without it. All of that just to say that there’s nothing I’m more passionate about than the wine you’re holding in your hand.”
I nodded. “It’s definitely something to be proud of. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect when coming here today, but this wine…Mr. Quinn, you’re onto something.”
“Please, call me Charles.”
“Have you ever thought about going global with it?” The numbers were already beginning to rack up in my head. “Or at least just country wide?”
“Ah, I’m much too old to be trying to expand, don’t you think?”
“You’re never too old to become rich.”
“I’m not in it for the money. I just enjoy what I do.”
An idea popped into my head. “Then have you considered selling? I have the means to make this a very profitable business. You’d still have access to shares and would be able to do what you enjoy most without all of the boring stuff attached.”
