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

the true power players of

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

the company making waves

expect the founder to be so young. The next

in, their gazes toward

then did a genuine smile appear on Dylan's

Swift, aren't you?

darted

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

knows how to enjoy

love to relax, too. But with no successor in sight, I

the Freeman

the group fell silent. More than a few glances stid toward Dylan.

Dylan had

everyone knew exactly

lately.

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