An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

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.”

explain to people who won’t listen to reason,” Dustin said. He really didn’t want to

cost. I prefer whites over reds. anyway.” Henry finally interrupted, popped open one of the craft

it so yellow? Shouldn’t

too! It isn’t fake, is

to dinner! What

each other upon seeing the yellow liquid in the old man’s glass.

dare you mock us all with this sham of a gift?!”

table with

if something happens to us after

be so evil! Is he trying to poison us all or

broke out at the table in an instant.

was already embarrassing enough, but fake wine? That was a conspiracy waiting to happen!

the old man knew how to calm the situation down

brews, but even he knew it was supposed to be a pale, nearly transparent color. Yet the wine Dustin had brought was not only yellow; it even seemed

look like anything

fine–aged craft brews usually turn out to look

James cried. “Do you think we’re idiots? No wine looks like this! It’s piss,

it is!”

Why do you continue to lie through your teeth?”

shook his head with faux empathy. “Oh, Dustin. You should’ve told me if you couldn’t bring anything to the table. I could’ve given you a bottle or two for show. Why

kind, but in truth, he was leaping for joy internally. Dustin truly was no match for him. His victory over

not. All I can say is this wine is genuine and as good as they