Alice Robinson was pleasantly surprised, "Really?"
Chester Robinson had already poured two glasses of wine on the cabinet, he smiled and nodded.
Alice rose from the sofa and walked to the wine cabinet, picked up one of the glasses, and sniffed it at the tip of her nose.
The red wine produced by "Porto" is indeed fragrant and pleasant...
Alice excitedly said, "Just from the aroma, I can tell this wine is at least a hundred years old. The unique fragrance travels down the throat, making you feel a tickle and longing to take a sip..."
Chester gently swirled the red wine, "Unfortunately, when your dad was alive, we didn't know Howard Geoffrey had this wine..."
