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

from Branden’s expression that he was

high society, here was always this puzzling question. In theory, someone like Branden, with his personality, should have become friends with Michael, the

limited contact was mostly due to Triston, who appeared a

Branden, I saved some of this wine for you. I’ll ask someone to deliver it

could tell what was on Triston’s mind. “Go ahead, what do

know me the best!” he said. Then he continued, “Branden, do you know what the Winfreds are up

that the Winfreds have

well in Casier’s business scene. However, with the presence of the Duncans, it was

to venture into Oceanvile, an area

years 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

current leader of the Swanns was Catherine, whom Branden had openly acknowledged as his fiancée. The Lamberts couldn’t risk damaging their long-standing relationship with the Duncans

the Swanns were serious about collaborating with the Winfreds, then the Lamberts needed to

Catherine. Even though the Winfreds and the Swanns didn’t know yet, it was just a matter of time before it became known. Branden slowly

collaborate with the

give them another chance. Triston paused for a

meant that there was indeed a collaboration between the Swanns and the Winfreds,

wasn’t Catherine getting involved, it had nothing to do with the Duncans. So, whether the Winfreds could join forces with the Swanns depended

the Swanns and the Lamberts were both prestigious among Casier’s four noble families, if the Lamberts decided to target the Swanns, the Swanns wouldn’t be

big, red, and extremely tempting. This basket of strawberries had just been won