The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

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Chapter 790 Night fell, and the city lights flickered to life.

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

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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." A few older men stood around Anton-core members of the Chamber of Commerce, the true power players of their circle.

Anton pulled Dylan forward, introducing him to all the guests, "Letintroduce you to Dylan Pritchett, founder of Dyno Corporation." "Dyno Corporation? That's the company making waves lately." "That's right. I didn't expect the founder to be so young. The next generation is coming up strong." Everyone chimed in, their gazes toward Dylan filled with clear admiration.

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Only then did a genuine smile appear on Dylan's lips. "Thank you, all, for the kind words." "You're close to Mr. Swift, aren't you? Is he not coming tonight?" Their eyes darted behind him, searching.

Dylan chuckled. "He's been feeling under the weather. Said he'd sit this one out." "He really knows how to enjoy himself, huh?" "I'd love to relax, too. But with no successor in sight, I don't have the luxury." "Speaking of successors didn't the Freeman family send anyone?" The moment the question dropped, the group fell silent. More than a few glances stid toward Dylan. They were old foxes in this moves Dylan had been making geveryone knew exactly wetz lately.

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In all honesty, none of them had expected Dylan to have the ambition to swallow Amity Group whole. After all, that was a corporate giant, a pillar of Coppersville for decades.

But with Hendrix's death making headlines, this was undeniably the perfect opportunity to strike. And e. now, Dylan had already completed several key steps. If he actually pulled it off, Coppersville's power dynamics would see a major shift. "I did send them an invitation," Anton finally said. "But I'm not sure whether they'll come." The others laughed. Then, one of them raised his glass toward Dylan, and he returned the gesture with a smile.

Seizing the moment, the man sidled closer. "Mr. Pritchett, you've got a bright future ahead. If there's ever an opportunity to collaborate, I'd be honored to get a slice of the pie."

Dylan, of course, knew this was the real reason for their sudden om friendliness it was alt for profit. But this was how their world worked, and he was used to it. So, he just smiled and said, "Sure thing." The man opened his mouth to say more, but then, a commotion erupted at the entrance.

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