Be a dear and grab us another bottle, sweetheart. That’s what the help is

“Of course, Vanessa,” I said sweetly. “Red or white?” The table erupted in delighted little gasps, like I’d just performed a trick. Vanessa preened. “Surprise me, hon. Something expensive — Daniel’s family can afford it.” I pulled out a 2015 Screaming Eagle. Eighteen hundred dollars a bottle. Daniel’s father’s favorite. I uncorked it at the sideboard, poured one glass, and walked it directly to the empty seat at the head of the table. Then I sat down. “Funny thing about being the help,” I said, swirling the wine. “I actually own the vineyard this came from.” Silence. Vanessa’s smile cracked. See, what nobody at that table knew — because nobody had ever bothered to ask what I did — was that my “little import business” I’d mentioned at Christmas was a boutique wine distribution company. I’d bought my first vineyard in Paso Robles two years ago. Last spring, I’d quietly acquired the Napa estate that supplied half the bottles in the Whitfield wine cellar. Including the one Daniel’s father had been bragging about all afternoon. “In fact,” I continued, “Richard, that case you ordered for the gala? My team flagged it last week. Your account’s been on a courtesy hold. I was going to mention it tonight, but —” I glanced at Vanessa, “— I got distracted being the help.” Daniel walked in then, sun-flushed and smiling, and stopped cold at the faces around the table. “What did I miss?” His mother, Eleanor — the only one who’d ever truly seen me — set down her fork. “Vanessa was just apologizing to your wife.” Vanessa stammered. I sipped the wine. It was perfect. Daniel crossed the room, kissed the top of my head, and pulled up the chair beside mine. “By the way,” he said to the table, “Marisol’s company just signed the exclusive contract with the country club. The one Dad’s been trying to get into for six years.” Eleanor raised her glass to me. “To the lady of the house.” Vanessa didn’t drink. She couldn’t. Her glass was empty — and nobody was getting up to refill it.

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