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“You know, Enzo’s father built all of this,” Sylvie said “Isn’t that right, Enzo?”

He knew she was trying to get hiuy or the way he flirted with Sylvie Still, Sylvie was looking at hiht He inherited the land frorandfather, but until that point, it was just wide-open space” He pressed his hands to his trim waist “This was all my father’s hard work”

The reporter ital tablet “But you have worked on the grapes, right?”

“Yes I’ve been instrurapes”

“How did you do that if you were living and working in France?”

“I started the work before I h my father and his crew did the day-to-day s”

“So you and your father ether”

Enzo paused, recalling his ti his father wouldn’t listen to Enzo’s ideas But as the years went by and Enzo gained more experience, his father would actually seek out his advice It had been the greatest feeling in the world “We did”

The reporter made a notation in his notes “Then why move to France? Why not work here with your father?”

“My father believed in everyone learning to be independent”

“So you were planning to return?”

He didn’t like the direction of these questions He never should have agreed to the interview He didn’t want to dissect his life with his father He didn’t want to acknowledge that he’d headed off on his own to learn as much as he could in order to return to the Barto Vineyard and er and better And to one day have his father hand over the reins—trusting Enzo hat his father had created and worked his whole life to make thrive

“Yes” Enzo’s voice rumbled with emotion He slammed the

door on those ” He turned for the door “I’ve arranged to give you a horseback tour of the estate It’s the only true way to see the place” He paused and turned back to them “Do you ride?”