The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 286 The Dylan

Daniel's words left Nathan stunned. Two fifty-year-old vodkas, given away as gifts? His generosity knew no limits, considering each bottle could fetch over two million dollars!

Turning to Oliver with a grin plastered on his face, Nathan asked, "Hey Oliver, would you sell me that bottle of fifty-year vodka?"

"Not for sale! That's a gift from my granddaughter's boyfriend—I'm saving it. I'll crack it open on the day she gets married. As for the one we’ve opened, let's enjoy it today. Nathan, you've come all this way; I can spare you a glass. But just one—this drink is too precious for more."

Oliver had Brittany fetch the glasses. One for each person, he poured out the vodka, then took the unopened bottle to store away.

Suddenly, a group barged into Oliver's home. The ringleader was Dylan Hayes, also known as The Dylan, the boss of DeepOre Ventures and the kingpin of River County. Everyone knew when The Dylan stomped his foot, River County shook with an earthquake—that was the measure of his power.

"Trash this place!" With Dylan's command, his cronies flipped tables and scattered the feast across the floor.

The party had been going on for over an hour, and most guests had their fill, so no one was left hungry amidst the chaos.

Daniel stood frozen, trying to grasp what was happening. Had Brittany offended some mob boss who dared to disrupt her grandfather's birthday bash?

Oliver, furious, demanded, "Dylan, what's the meaning of this?"

to my coal mine, blocking operations, right? And you dared to report me for environmental pollution of Greenfield? After ruining my

stepped forward. She had lost a squabble to Brittany earlier

"Honey, can you

easy. Why did her grandfather have to provoke The Dylan, who viewed the coal mine as his golden goose? Disrupting The Dylan

Mason couldn't admit defeat, especially not in front of family and friends,

fished a cigar from his pocket, and offered it

I'm really sorry if my grandfather

Chapter 286 The Dylan

left Nathan stunned. Two fifty-year-old vodkas, given away as gifts? His generosity knew no limits,

his face, Nathan asked, "Hey Oliver, would you sell

married. As for the one we’ve opened, let's enjoy it today. Nathan, you've come all this way; I can

One for each person, he poured out the vodka, then took the

boss of DeepOre Ventures and the kingpin of River County. Everyone knew when The Dylan stomped his foot, River County

flipped tables and scattered the feast

most guests

offended some mob boss who dared to disrupt