All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 332 Branden’s Cat

In a remote estate in Casier. Triston was in high spirits today. He had organized a wine tasting event and brought out his long-cherished wines for the occasion.

What excited him even more was Branden’s presence. He had initially thought that Branden wouldn’t come, but to his surprise, he did.

“Branden, how’s this wine? Pretty good, right?”

This wine came from a vineyard in Veridonia and had been stored for thirty years. It was quite rare, and Triston had spared no expense to treat Branden. People outside saw Triston as a notorious playboy, always living it up and never getting down to serious business.

He neglected the family’s business and instead hung out with women, and purchased islands and vineyards. This was in stark contrast to Branden, who had been attending high-level meetings at the Duncan Corporation since he was eight.

However, only Branden knew that Triston, in reality, was quite cunning. Despite his carefree image, every time he took action, he made a significant profit.

To consistently make money in every business deal was no small feat, and Triston’s exceptional performance showed his remarkable business talent.

The Lamberts’ situation was more complicated than the Duncans’, as Triston had an older brother, Michael. Michael had been groomed as the Lamberts’ successor since childhood, diligently preparing for over a decade.

If Triston got too involved in business, there was a possibility that the Lamberts might choose a different successor for their future interests.

Triston’s choice of a dissolute lifestyle was also for his brother’s benefit. Combined with his naturally carefree personality, he felt even more at ease in this way. As for the judgments of society, Triston didn’t care about that at all.

his head back and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp. The warm yellow light highlighted his

Branden’s expression that he was very satisfied

always this puzzling question. In theory, someone like Branden, with

Michael, and their limited contact was mostly due to

approached Branden, wearing a friendly smile. ” Branden, I saved some of this wine for you. I’ll ask someone to deliver it to your place, how

tell what was on Triston’s mind. “Go

know me the best!” he said. Then he continued,

received word that the Winfreds have allied with the

business scene. However, with the presence of the Duncans, it was

venture into Oceanvile,

ago, Michael had extended the Lamberts’ business there. If the Winfreds were really cooperating with the Swanns, they needed to be prepared. It wasn’t that the Lamberts were afraid of the Swanns. It was just that

Branden had openly acknowledged as his fiancée. The Lamberts couldn’t risk damaging their long-standing relationship with

gather information. If the Swanns were serious about collaborating with the

Winfreds and the Swanns didn’t know yet, it was

collaborate with

had deceived her once, she wouldn’t give them another chance. Triston paused for a moment, then realized what

referring to Catherine, not the Swanns. That meant that there was indeed a collaboration between the Swanns and the Winfreds, but the one in charge was

involved, it had nothing to do with the Duncans. So, whether the Winfreds could join forces

both prestigious among Casier’s four noble families, if the Lamberts

on the strawberries Triston had prepared for guests. The fresh strawberries were big, red, and extremely tempting. This basket of strawberries had just