Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 433

Everyone was so drowned in their zone of celebration that they failed to notice the shift in air —a change that had occurred long ago. It was just that they never realized it, or more like ignored it.

They failed to realize that the victory they had been anticipating for weeks would never arrive at their doorstep.

Their dream of watching Aiden Winslow down on his knees, begging for their support, would forever just remain —'a dream'.

And worse —they had failed to notice that they were about to lose far more than they had ever hoped to gain.

Blinded by the illusion of success, they cheered, toasted, and laughed, believing that the tide had turned in their favour. They thought Aiden was just a step away from getting defeated.

But thinking all that they couldn't have been more wrong.

"Haha … just a few minutes more and that lad had to agree on defeat publicly," Old Dickens slurred as he took another glass of whisky to enjoy. "Who did he think he was? Just a newborn. Heh! I am greater than his dad. Did he think I won't retaliate?"

People sitting around him halted at his words, before exchanging gazes with each other and bursting into laughter.

"True, that lad has barely succeeded in the industry and he thought he could be a tyrant in front of us. Who did he think we were?" one of them boasted, feeling high under the effect of newly grown arrogance.

Others smirked and nodded. "He might be capable, but without our support he is nothing. We are the main force behind the success that he flaunts around."

"Enough!" Mr. Dickens interrupted, garbling his voice. "You all want to act high and mighty. Don't forget —I … I am your Dad. It was me who pushed him to this brink. If not for me, how else all of you have the guts? Even that lad's own father fears to attack upfront. Do you all think you have the guts to do so?"

It was true.

None of them dared to stand in front of Aiden even now when they all know that he is weak and vulnerable.

Even now, they feared that facing him would bring them the consequences they and their generations that are yet to come will suffer.

It was only on the prompt of old Dickens did they agreed. They hesitate at the firm. But when they thought that their little courage would bring them bigger profits and would make the 'Aiden Winslow' recognize them, they couldn't ignore the temptation.

"We still have to learn a lot from you, Mr. Dickens. Be our master," someone chimed and hearing him, soon others also started flattering the old man.

The old man was very satisfied, and the alcohol in his system only multiplied the effect of his satisfaction. Grinning, he nodded to everyone. "I—"

He was about to speak, however, just then the doors of the private room burst open.

In the effect of someone's abrupt entry, the air stilled for a second as everyone turned to look at the person who came disrespectfully like that.

Although they all were close to getting drunk like there was no tomorrow, still they had some sense intact. Upon looking at the person who had barged in like that, someone spoke with recognition.

"Hey—isn't that Mr. Clamor, the coward ally."

Another one stepped forward, staggering, to take a closer look and nodded. "Yes, I confirm that's him. But why is he here?"

"Hehe … now he must have believed that we are finally going to succeed. That's why he came to enjoy the drink with us." the person looked down at the empty bottle and continued. "Too bad … everything here is almost over. You came late, friend."

"It's fine," Mr Dickens grinned. "We can always order more. After all, tomorrow is ours!"

He waved lazily to a server to bring another round.