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.”

trying to make

“Hmph! So

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

reds. anyway.” Henry finally

so yellow? Shouldn’t craft

It isn’t fake,

to dinner! What kind of person would do

whispering to each other upon seeing

How dare you mock us all with this sham

cried, slamming the

to us

to be so evil! Is

at the table in an

but fake wine? That was a conspiracy waiting

the old man knew how to calm the situation down

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

didn’t look

usually

“Do you think we’re idiots? No wine looks like this!

that’s all it is!”

to

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 would you want to drag us down

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