Chapter 32

The wines were quickly unboxed for everyone’s viewing pleasure.

“Teh, and here I thought they were decent quality. Looks like these are just craft brews, worth no more than two thousand dollars, I bet.” James had a look of disdain on his

face. “How could these compare to Grand Crus?”

“Craft brews have long lost their value on the market. We don’t even give our servants. these!” someone exclaimed,

Craft brews weren’t actually that terrible in terms of quality, but they were nothing compared to Grand Crus.

“What a cheapskate!” Florence scoffed,

“How are craft brews cheap when they’ve been on the rise in the country? Is your taste. in fine wine only limited to those brewed overseas?” Dustin casually responded.

“How is it not cheap when they cost only a couple thousand? Chris‘ wines cost more

than 100 thousand dollars.” James rolled his eyes.

“Wines don’t have to be expensive to be good. Plus, you don’t know how much exactly

my wines cost.”

“Are you still trying to make a comeback?” James sneered.

“Hmph! So damn stubborn, that one.”

to people who won’t listen to reason,”

reds. anyway.” Henry finally

it so yellow? Shouldn’t craft

It isn’t

What kind of

started whispering to each other upon seeing the yellow liquid in the old

dare you mock us all with

table with

to us after drinking

be so evil! Is he trying to poison us

the table in

fake wine?

old man knew how to calm the situation down

transparent color. Yet the wine Dustin had brought was not only yellow; it even seemed

like anything

how fine–aged craft brews usually turn

we’re idiots?

all it is!”

you continue to lie through

empathy. “Oh, Dustin. You should’ve told me if you couldn’t bring anything to the table. I could’ve given you

kind, but in truth, he was leaping for joy internally. Dustin truly was no

not. All I can say is

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