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.”

still trying to make a comeback?”

scowled. “Hmph! So damn stubborn,

time trying to explain to people who won’t listen to reason,”

matters most is the flavor, not the cost. I prefer whites over reds. anyway.” Henry finally interrupted, popped open one of the craft brews,

yellow? Shouldn’t craft

murky too! It isn’t fake,

dinner!

to each other upon seeing the yellow

dare you mock us all with this sham of

the table with one

something happens to us after

Is he

broke out at the

fake wine? That

old man knew how to calm the situation

it was supposed to be a pale, nearly transparent color.

look like

fine–aged craft brews usually

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

that’s all it is!”

you continue to lie through your

bring anything to the table. I could’ve given you a bottle or two for

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