"Sure thing, what else could he be doing?"
Harper Gibson replied, laughing softly. He was certain that Oliver Hudson had indeed gone to meet that woman. Why else did he go to Firenze if he had nothing to do?
"Indeed, big bro is something else."
Adam Ross nodded thoughtfully.
However, he truly admired Oliver Hudson’s daring act of going to such lengths for a woman.
After taking a sip of red wine, Justin Battleson did not comment.
His fingers tapped on the wine glass rhythmically.
The connection between Oliver Hudson and Annie Anne was indeed complex and dated back a long way.
"How else could he be the big brother?"
Harper Gibson also recalled all those conundrums between Oliver Hudson and Annie Anne with a touch of sarcasm.
"Has Annie Anne not forgiven big brother yet?"
Adam Ross yawned, feeling drowsy due to consuming quite a bit of red wine. He planned to retreat for some rest soon.
"Who knows about their affair."
Even if Harper Gibson knew the past well, he couldn’t be certain about the recent trip to Firenze.
"Back in the day, big brother was indeed heartless. If I were subjected to such treatment, I wouldn’t forgive him either."
Justin Battleson’s eyes flickered coldly, he was well aware of the past occurrences.
Even as a brother, he felt that Oliver Hudson’s actions were a little too harsh.
"Alright, let’s drink."
Harper Gibson favored the red wine and poured more for everyone. "Big brother is away. Why not let’s finish this without him?"
Harper hugged the wine bottle, lovingly tracing the label with his hands.
"You love wine so much; you might as well marry it."
Adam Ross teased him, wrapping his arm over his shoulder. When he leaned in, his breath reeked strongly of alcohol.
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Harper Gibson gave the wine bottle a smacking kiss before placing it on the table.
"This is a precious bottle from the boss’s collection. I suspect it’s the only one. When I get some free time, I will find someone to get a few more for you."
Justin Battleson couldn’t stand his antics; he seemed serious enough to marry the bottle.
"Great, I knew my second bro was the best!"
After hearing this, Harper Gibson leaned over Justin Battleson, seemingly intending to give him a kiss as well.
Justin Battleson frowned and quickly evaded. "Don’t kiss me; I don’t feel that way about you."
Seeing Harper Gibson approaching, Justin Battleson pushed him away, a look of disgust sweeping over his face.
"Alright then, second bro, why don’t you team up with Adam? You two can’t stand each other anyway. Something like a love-hate relationship wouldn’t be too bad."
Reflecting on the recent events, Harper Gibson jokingly suggested this to them. They were all brothers, a little jest wouldn’t hurt.
"Speaking of Annie Anne, I still remember her, covered in blood in that basement back then..."
Adam Ross paused mid-sentence, he swirled the wine in his glass and gulped it down in one go.
"Yeah, I remember that too. Big brother was really ruthless."
Harper Gibson made a clicking sound with his mouth. He was rather reluctant to recall those moments from the past.
Those were indeed dark times, known all too well by the three of them.
"Big brother had his reasons, but his treatment of Annie Anne was indeed extreme."
Justin Battleson stared into his wine glass.