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.

in his glass in one gulp. The warm yellow light highlighted his perfect jawline,

Branden’s expression that he was very satisfied

question. In theory, someone like Branden, with his personality, should have become friends with

interact much with Michael, and their limited

of this wine for you. I’ll ask someone to deliver

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

me the best!” he said. Then he continued, “Branden, do

word that the Winfreds have allied with

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

into

to be prepared. It wasn’t that the Lamberts were

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 for the

contacted Triston to gather information. If the Swanns were serious about collaborating with the Winfreds, then the Lamberts needed to prepare in advance. Just three minutes ago, Branden had received a

placed in Sean’s place by 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

personality, since the Winfreds had deceived her once, she wouldn’t give

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

it wasn’t Catherine getting involved, it had nothing to do with the Duncans. So, whether the

noble families, if the

to leave, his eyes falling on the strawberries Triston had prepared for guests. The fresh strawberries were big, red, and extremely tempting. This basket of strawberries had just been won at an auction