A wealthy business banquet, invited by the elders, Victor couldn't refuse and attended alone. He knew that Monica Baldwin would not enjoy such a restricting atmosphere.
As for the rumors about Monica raising little demons, there was no evidence for such things, and the Ocean Entertainment Group had already done everything they could to suppress the news.
In the lavish, palatial clubhouse, towers of red wine were piled high. Such a gathering was practically a meeting of Silverton's business elite, making Victor just a slight veteran among them.
To demand respect by ranking, it would still need his father or perhaps his grandfather to awe the crowd. Of course, Victor didn't like to compare himself to anybody, even if the people amongst him spoke in terms of billions.
"Boss Chadwick, you've become quite the celebrity in Silverton recently." someone approached with a wine glass, his tone laced with sarcasm.
