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.”

to

So damn

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

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

why is it so yellow? Shouldn’t craft

too! It isn’t fake, is

wine to dinner! What kind

whispering to each other upon seeing the yellow liquid in the old man’s

really done it! How dare you mock us all

the

if something happens to us after drinking

to be so evil! Is he trying to

broke out at the table in an

but fake wine? That was a conspiracy waiting

old man knew how to calm the situation down now. He

supposed to be a pale, nearly transparent color. Yet the wine Dustin had

look

is how fine–aged craft brews usually turn out to look

think we’re idiots? No

that’s all it is!”

you continue to lie through your

the table. I could’ve given you a bottle or two for show. Why would

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