Chapter 790

Night fell, and the city lights flickered to life.

The banquet was being held at Anton's private vineyard. By the time Dylan arrived, it was already in full swing.

The front courtyard was packed with luxury cars, and the moment he stepped into

the hall, the crisp scent of champagne hit him.

The room was filled with men and women in lavish attire, a scene of pure indulgence and decadence.

"Mr. Pritchett, you made it!"

A year ago, Dylan would've been ignored at an event like this. But now, the second he appeared, someone was already slinging an arm around his shoulders, striking up a conversation.

"These spineless hypocrites," thought Dylan with disdain. But on the surface, he effortlessly slipped into a practiced smile as he exchanged pleasantries with the other guests, making his way toward Anton.

"Good evening, Mr. Sherman."

Anton turned at the sound of his voice, eyes skimming over Dylan before recognition flickered. "Oh, it's you, Mr. Pritchett."

men stood around Anton-core members

power players of

Dylan forward, introducing him to all the guests, "Let

Corporation? That's the company making

to be so young. The next generation is coming

toward Dylan filled with clear

a genuine smile appear on Dylan's lips. "Thank you, all, for the

to Mr. Swift, aren't you? Is he not

eyes darted behind

the weather. Said he'd sit this

how to enjoy

too. But with no successor in

didn't the Freeman

a few glances stid toward Dylan. They

had been

everyone knew

lately.

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