Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 80 - 50: Dust-Laden Past, Confusion in Her Eyes

Chapter 80: Chapter 50: Dust-Laden Past, Confusion in Her Eyes

Why is all this happening?

This is very unlike Summer Fairmont.

The real Summer Fairmont hasn’t forced herself to do anything in many years.

Summer Fairmont casually opened a whiskey cask in the castle’s warehouse and drank the high-proof whiskey from it as if it were water.

When she was little, when there was no water or food, she did this too.

If it had been Sean Lowell doing this, given his drinking capacity, he would have been long dead before starving to death.

But Summer Fairmont, who had done this more than once, was completely fine.

Even though she doesn’t remember, know, or admit it, she has completely inherited Quinn Fairmont’s drinking capacity.

She wanted to get herself drunk and then burn that thick family genealogy that had nothing to do with her.

Summer Fairmont found it somewhat incomprehensible why, when sober, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Genealogy. Handwritten letters. Cause of death investigation reports.

What exactly are these things that Hieronymus left her?

As an outsider, someone who never belonged to the Brunschwig Distillery, is it necessary for her to be responsible for the continuation of The Brunschwig Family that has been inherited for five hundred years?

Even Hieronymus himself could not manage to do it, so would she, an outsider who had been treated coldly for 19 years, have this responsibility?

What Summer Fairmont couldn’t understand the most is why Hieronymus left all his property to her.

Didn’t he know how terrifying his assets were?

Not frightening because they were vast, but because they were complicated.

Among these inheritances, there are positive assets and also negative ones.

Over six hundred casks of whiskey are positive assets, but the old castle where the distillery is located has already been mortgaged out.

There are also many debts incurred when trying to restart the distillery back then.

And some strange trust fund, whose conditions Summer Fairmont was not clear about.

It seems like the inheritance is plentiful, leaving Summer Fairmont with a lot of things.

But the prerequisite for Summer Fairmont to inherit these assets is to pay a huge inheritance tax.

The law permits her to sell off items within the inheritance to raise this inheritance tax, but it must be paid within six months.

Summer Fairmont’s initial reaction was to refuse outright.

Whoever wants it, take it.

However, this matter is too significant.

A whisky family with five hundred years of heritage disappearing would be major news headlines.

The lawyer of The Brunschwig Family found Summer Fairmont after Hieronymus’s death to announce the will.

Artie Vaughn learned that Summer Fairmont inherited enough whiskey to fill a hundred thousand bottles under these circumstances.

Whiskey that is not recognized by the Scotland Whisky Association and cannot be promoted in the European and American markets.

If these whiskeys could be cashed in within half a year, Summer Fairmont could cover the inheritance tax and hold onto the "entire" Brunschwig Distillery left to her by the last heir of The Brunschwig Family.

But why does she have to tie herself to The Brunschwig Family’s fate?

She has been independent since she was 13, and since nine years ago, she has had nothing to do with this dilapidated old castle and this closed distillery.

Why would she return here, to a place that has never held any good memories for her?

Isn’t she supposed to only care about a few people?

Doesn’t she only do what she wants to do?

Doesn’t she not care at all about how the world sees her?

Summer Fairmont drank the whiskey as if a person walking in the desert had found an oasis.

Every time she got drunk, she would forget many things she didn’t want to remember.

But why is her tolerance so good that she can keep drinking and never get truly drunk?

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Sean Lowell was very obedient.

He just lay on the bed without eating, drinking, or sleeping, waiting for Gordon Sterling to come over from Celestar.

Even though Gordon Sterling had bought the closest international flight and directly took the fastest plane to Islay after reaching Glaslow,

hours had already passed.

"I told you it’s like a bladder about to explode; once the memory’s released, you feel nothing, but you didn’t listen." Gordon Sterling helped Sean Lowell up and poured him a glass of water.

Clearly, Gordon Sterling misunderstood.

He thought Sean Lowell fell apart after searching Islay and realizing Summer Fairmont wasn’t his sister, Summer Lowell. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Gordon, she is Summer Lowell." Sean Lowell’s voice was a bit hoarse, and his eyes a bit dazed, but his consciousness was still clear.