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.

warm yellow light highlighted his

Branden’s expression that he

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

Michael, and their limited contact was mostly due to

a friendly smile. ” Branden, I saved some of this wine

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

help but laugh happily. “You know me the best!” he said. Then he continued, “Branden, do

word that the Winfreds

Lamberts, the Swanns had been doing well in Casier’s business scene. However, with the presence of the Duncans, it was challenging for the Lamberts

venture into Oceanvile, an area the Duncans

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

his fiancée. The Lamberts couldn’t risk damaging their long-standing

collaborating with the Winfreds, then the Lamberts needed to prepare

the Swanns didn’t know yet, it was just a matter of time before it

won’t collaborate with the

once, she wouldn’t give them another chance. Triston paused for a moment, then

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

Duncans. So, whether the Winfreds could

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

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