Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 71

Benedict rushed out just in time, catching Dominic before he could get into the car.

He tried to steady himself, but his steps were still a little unsteady.

"Mr. Holloway," he called out.

Dominic stopped and turned to look at him.

Benedict walked up, extending his hand, his demeanor far less arrogant than it had been in front of the other business partners.

"Mr. Holloway, you might not know this, but Cynthia's been busy these days preparing for our wedding, so she hasn't been around the office much."

"I'll come by personally tomorrow to sign the contract with you. In the future, if you need anything from VistaSphere Group, you can contact me directly."

He took out his phone, ready to add Dominic's number.

Dominic stood there quietly, a picture of composure, in stark contrast to Benedict's unsteady swaying.

"Mr. Shepard, you've had too much to drink. Let's talk business another day."

"I'll be signing the contract with Miss Tremaine, as agreed. But of course, I'll reach out to you for any VistaSphere Group matters going forward."

Assistant Frank had arrived at the restaurant as soon as Cynthia called at the start of dinner. He'd been waiting in the car ever since, awaiting further instructions.

Cynthia shot Frank a look. He immediately stepped forward, trying to steady Benedict.

But Benedict refused, yanking his arm away.

"I'm not drunk, Mr. Holloway. I'm not drunk! I'm perfectly clear-headed. VistaSphere Group is—"

Dominic didn't wait for him to finish. He simply ducked into the car.

Benedict tried to grab him, but Assistant Shaw closed the door, shutting him out.

"Mr. Shepard, we'll leave it here for tonight," Shaw said curtly.

Just moments earlier, watching Cynthia and Dominic chatting amiably as they left, he'd had a fleeting, irrational fear that she might just walk away with Dominic right then and there.

Even after he'd made a scene, she hadn't looked back once.

Cynthia tried to push him away, but when she couldn't, she simply gave up.

A few business partners, oblivious to the undercurrents, began offering their congratulations—wishing Benedict and Cynthia a long and happy marriage, and hoping for continued success for VistaSphere Group.

Their contracts with the company hadn't yet expired, so they were unaware of Benedict's recent actions.

Mr. Fletcher and Jenny stood off to the side, saying nothing. Both had seen Benedict burn bridges before and had no desire to flatter him now.

Jenny, in particular, was thoroughly disgusted by Benedict—she couldn't muster even a token word of congratulations.

Surrounded by flattery, Benedict regained his confidence, finally releasing Cynthia and blending back into the group outside the restaurant, launching into yet another lengthy monologue.