My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 651

"My old classmate, sorry I'm late..."

Just then, an elderly man in a suit came over while accompanied by five attendants. It was Dylan.

Grant instantly became excited when he heard his voice. He had personally delivered his invitation, after all.

However, Dylan had claimed to have important matters to attend to on this particular day. He said that he might not be able to make it.

He did not receive a call from Dylan until the banquet started. He thought his old classmate might not be able to make it, yet he made an unexpected appearance at this moment and without any warning.

"Who is this? He doesn’t seem familiar."

"I’ve never seen him!"

"Didn't he just call Mr. Zell his old classmate? Of course, he's his former classmate!"

Someone who knew who Dylan was spoke up cautiously, "He's Dylan Murphy. He’s from the National Martial Bureau!"

"The National Martial Bureau? Mr. Zell has connections with the National Martial Bureau?"

"The man hides it well. It looks like we need to deepen our partnership with the Zell family in the future!"

"If I had known, I would've given Mr. Zell the crystal bracelet pair worth eight million that I've been holding onto!"

The group looked at Grant enviously as he led Dylan by the hand to his seat.

“Dylan, you made it!”

Dylan sighed, saying, "Today was a bit busy. I apologize."

Grant smiled. "It’s no problem. The important thing is that you're here!" He then loudly introduced him to everyone, "Everyone, allow me to introduce my old classmate, Dylan Murphy. He currently holds a high position in the National Martial Bureau!"

This statement was directed at The Swordsman. He wanted to let him know that it would be unwise for him to act on whatever ulterior motive now that someone from the National Martial Bureau was present.

Somewhat embarrassed, Grant whispered his reply to Dylan, "They're Nash's relatives!"

Hearing this, Dylan felt relieved. Elder Olsen had already apprehended that young and arrogant fellow, so it was normal for them to have grievances against him.

Dylan smiled and said, "Today is my old classmate's 70th birthday. Thank you all for coming to celebrate. Let's all take our seats and partake in this feast.”

Most of the people present had gotten to their feet to make their toasts to him, so he was still quite satisfied with the overall situation. After that, everyone sat down and began to eat.

Grant picked up his wine glass and turned to the side slightly, saying in a low voice, “Old friend, The Swordsman is also here.”

Having just picked up his cutlery, Dylan’s expression sank as he looked up toward the two elderly individuals at the table opposite them. He had not noticed them before, but now that he did, he felt his heart tremble.

They were Boris and The Swordsman of Black Wind Mountains. These two were Mystique Loyalty Realm experts!

The Swordsman was his old classmate’s nemesis, and he might have come today to stir up trouble.