Novel Square
Chapter 1663
Chapter 1663 High-End Club
Meanwhile, Edison was still reveling in his hedonistic celebration.
The Chamber of Commerce's previously formal atmosphere had transformed into something more akin to a high- end club, with drinks flowing and cigars lit.
Each man was accompanied by at least two women dressed in the lightest of silks, seductive smiles on every face. They were indulging in the beauties by their side, their presence lending an intoxicating allure to the room.
In the middle of his revelry, Edison's phone began ringing. Thinking it was Rosalyn, he didn't bother checking his phone and simply shut it off.
Meanwhile, the anxious dealers were frantically trying to reach him. Furious messages and inquiries from the public were bombarding their company profiles, questioning their integrity as suppliers.
Had they simply held on to their contracts with the Whitman family, they'd be thriving right now, riding the wave of public support. But instead, they'd gotten nothing but criticisms! The benefits Edison had promised them were nowhere to be seen.
With such a huge scandal, he should at least explain himself-anything to justify the fallout. Now, not only were there no words of assurance, but they couldn't even reach him!
Some of their accounts were flooded with so much criticism that they had to turn off the comments.
"Hey, have you had any luck reaching Mr. Waldron?"
"I just tried! It says the number I was dialing is unavailable!"Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.
"Same here! What are we supposed to do? I only canceled my deal with the Whitman family because Mr. Waldron said so! Now everything's turned around like some movie plot, but he's vanished!"
"Dammit! Do you think Edison tricked us? Did he get us to cancel our contracts with the Whitman family only to disappear afterward? Is he making a fool out of us?"
The longer they spoke, the more suspicious they grew. After all, Edison's phone was switched off.
Then, someone texted in the group chat. "I found him! He's at the Chamber of Commerce! I'm nearby, so I'll head over now. He's got to give us an explanation!"
Edison, completely intoxicated, was swaying atop a glass table with a microphone in band.
He coughed, quieting the raucous crowd, and began, "Ladies and gentlemen, as the Chamber of Commerce's acting chairman, I promise that as long as I, Edison Waldron, is here, you'll have a glass to drink!
"Only stubborn old-timers like the Whitman family care about outdated rules. I—"
Before he could finish, there was a huge ruckus. The guards stationed outside were suddenly kicked through the door, crashing heavily onto the floor.
A figure stood straight in the doorway, and the Chamber of Commerce members, already a bit tipsy from the alcohol, squinted in confusion, unable to make out the person's face. They wondered what was going on.
The members exchanged a glance, and instantly, the alcohol's effect began to wear off. They shook their heads, hastily trying to let go of the women they were holding, their attention fully shifting to the figure.
As the person approached, it felt exactly like their first meeting with her-an overwhelming presence of authority radiated from her, combined with a scion's arrogance.
The lights in the room suddenly blazed to life, glaringly bright.
"How dare you guys tarnish the Chamber of Commerce's reputation like this?"
The coldness in Wynter's eyes was unmistakable. She had been to the frontlines, and she knew what Gordon had
envisioned when he first founded the Chamber of Commerce.
His goal had always been for Cascadian businesspeople to support one another so that no one would go hungry and that they would not fall behind in both technology and the economy.
He believed that falling behind would only lead to being exploited, which was why unity had always been their strongest principle.
Back then, the elders who were part of the Chamber of Commerce would read the Youth Daily, always trying to provide help when needed.