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."

older men stood around Anton-core members of the

power

him to all the guests, "Let me introduce you to Dylan

Corporation? That's the company

didn't expect the founder to be so young. The next generation is coming up

in, their gazes toward Dylan filled

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

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

darted

chuckled. "He's been feeling under the weather. Said he'd sit this

how to enjoy himself,

to relax, too. But with no successor in sight, I don't

successors didn't the Freeman family

More than a few glances stid

had been

knew

lately.

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