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 a comeback?”

So damn stubborn,

to waste any more of my time trying to explain to people who won’t

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

is it so yellow?

It isn’t fake,

goodness, bringing fake wine to dinner! What kind

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

it! How dare you mock us

the table with one

if something happens to

him to be so evil! Is he trying to

commotion broke out at the table in

wine was already embarrassing enough, but fake wine? That was a

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

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

look like

fine–aged craft brews usually turn out

we’re idiots? No

that’s all it is!”

to

You should’ve told me if you couldn’t bring anything to the table. I could’ve

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