Chapter 322 My Fiancé

Clara immediately came to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of good wine, and placed it on the dining table.

Irene smiled and said, "Mr. Gage, my grandpa took out the good wine that he has treasured for many years, so you can imagine how happy he is today. He bought the wine from an Italian auction house dozens of years ago. I was not born yet back then. It's not easy to find such good wine."

As she spoke, Irene stood up and gently opened the bottle.

"Manuel is really lucky. Irene is beautiful and considerate. I'm so happy for my grandson," Koen said.

Brady said without any emotional fluctuation, "Koen, whatever you say, you can't give Irene a penny less. Manuel, you are a genius in the business world. I will entrust my granddaughter to you. You must try your best to help her. You know, the Wade Group will be yours after I die."

"Grandpa! What are you saying? You will live long," Irene complained, pretending to be annoyed.