Thomas, too, sensed what had happened. It seemed Winston had spoken up for Terrence.
After all, he was Winston Greer, and his words carried the weight of a royal decree. Who wouldn't want to forge a connection with him?
"Caldwell Group still wields considerable influence. Sadler Corporation that entered today's bidding simply can't compete," Terrence declared while puffing out his chest with pride, convinced his company was unparalleled.
Thomas chuckled at that. Yet, no one revealed the truth.
"Come on! With so many good things happening today, let's raise a toast!" Terrence stood, his good mood contagious.
Millie followed suit, opting for juice instead of alcohol. She had indulged a bit too much the night before and wasn't ready for another round.
"With New Year's coming up, let's hope we can all ring in the new year safely!" Thomas said, raising his glass with heartfelt enthusiasm.
Everyone nodded in agreement, clinked their glasses, and downed their drinks in unison. Laughte
