Chapter 552
The security here might outrun that of a bank vault.
May chuckled to Rosemary, "This wine cellar alone is comparable to a small bank vault. I heard from the cellar keeper that the worth of just a few of these bottles would be enough to buy a villa."
Rosemary wasn’t particularly fond of wine, but, influenced greatly by her grandfather since childhood, she knew good wine when she saw it and had an eye for quality.
"Let’s take these two," Rosemary said, pointing at two bottles. May immediately had them brought over.
"Ms. Rose, could wine be considered a form of investment, its value appreciating over time?" May asked, curious.
"Fine wine appreciates quite rapidly."
"No wonder there are so many members under Mr. Sampson’s vineyard. They’re all collectors. After buying the wine, they store it in Mr. Sampson’s cellar. These members have personal wine racks engraved with their names. Each bottle of wine has a number. If they want to retrieve their wine one day, there are people who will deliver it to them."
"Do you like wine?" Rosemary asked.
"I’ve been allergic to alcohol since I was a kid. But I admire Mr. Sampson’s business acumen. Being around him has really broadened my horizons."
They chatted away. After getting the wine, Kenneth, Louisa, and Sampson had already gotten up and finished breakfast.
"Rose, can you ski?" Sampson asked, visibly excited upon seeing her.