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.

one gulp. The warm yellow light highlighted his perfect jawline, making him look so

from Branden’s expression that he was

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

and their limited contact was mostly

” Branden, I saved some of this wine for

was on Triston’s mind. “Go ahead,

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

word that the Winfreds have allied with

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

through, they had to venture into Oceanvile, an area the Duncans

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 the

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

Michael contacted Triston to gather information. If the Swanns were serious about collaborating with the Winfreds, then the Lamberts needed to prepare

in Sean’s place by Catherine. Even though the Winfreds and the Swanns didn’t know yet, it was just a

collaborate with the

wouldn’t give them another chance.

Catherine, not the Swanns. That meant that there was indeed a collaboration between the

nothing to do with the Duncans. So, whether the Winfreds could join forces with the Swanns depended on whether the Lamberts would agree

prestigious among Casier’s four noble families, if the Lamberts decided to target the

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