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?"

"What? Oh, so you, you old fool, led the townsfolk to my coal mine, blocking operations, right? And

you dared to report me for environmental pollution of Greenfield? After ruining my business, you

have the gall to celebrate your eightieth birthday with no respect for me?"

Emily stepped forward. She had lost a squabble to Brittany earlier and now sought to prove her

mettle to everyone.

Poking Mason, she asked, "Honey, can you smooth this over?"

Smooth this over? Mason had heard of The Dylan's reputation and knew it wouldn't be easy. Why

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

Disrupting The Dylan was like declaring war.

Resolving such a matter wasn't simple, but faced with expectations, Mason couldn't admit defeat,

especially not in front of family and friends, as a big shot from New York.

With reluctance, Mason stood up, fished a cigar from his pocket, and offered it to Dylan.

"Dylan, there's been a misunderstanding! I'm really sorry if my grandfather has impacted your

mining business. Let me apologize on his behalf!"