Handler XX: Stock Maestro

He mused, looking at the surprise on her face

"I know it's surprising... You should take some time to think about it"

"How dare you---" Dylan yelled

"Dylan Polowski— Chairman of the Polowski group, inherited the company 5 years ago"

He walked slowly back to the chair

"That's what people know"

"That's all---"

"That's not all there is though, Dylan" he chuckled, taking his seat.

"You should have a seat, Rosa" he looked at her, "Can't have the leader standing while the members sit"

She stared at him for a few seconds, then at the people.

Does he think it's that easy to change a leader.

And these bunch of fools...

I've been putting up with them because of the leader

She exhaled and took a seat besides Mabel who glared at her.

"Oh my dear Dylan... Isn't there something you'd like to tell your dear friend Trevor here?"

"T–There's nothing" Dylan stuttered as everybody looked at him

"If you're not going to" Trent mused,

"I will..."

"There's..."

"Trevor Lewin— head of Lewin Corp. Only remaining Heir to the billions of the Lewin family. A pity what happened to your brothers last year" he clicked his tongue, shaking his head.

"Since dear Dylan doesn't have the courage to tell you, I guess I will..." He chuckled.

"Guess who's taken your wife's happiness as a side quest?"

"You..." Trevor snapped, turning to Dylan, "Is this---"

"It's not true" Dylan denied, glancing at Trent.

"You calling me a liar, Dylan?" Trent asked, harsh tone

"You want dear Trevor here to do a DNA test later and confirm that his kid isn't his? Poor Trev..." He faked a sad face.

"You damned---"

"You shouldn't be lashing out on him, Trevor. You've got your own evils too" he cut in

"Well... Dylan's got lots— drug trafficking, human trafficking, illegal purchases and deals of weapons... And a boatload of atrocious deeds" he clicked his tongue,

"You're not any better though, as his partner in most of these crimes. Killing your Siblings even set you a curve above Dylan doesn't it? I wonder how your father will feel if he knows"

"You..." Trevor gasped, turning to him, sharply.

"You think I'm evil too?" Trent waved the gun in the air,

"I just kill bad guys" he chuckled, glancing at the body on the floor

"There's nothing bad about that, is there?" He winked at Rosa.

"Wanna know something, Rosa?"

"...I don't feel---"

"It's good that you do" he chuckled,

"Mr. Corbin here..." He turned to Corbin

"He's been a really naughty partner and leader" he sighed mockingly,

"Well, you're all pieces to him so..."

"What did he do?" Rosa asked, firmer this time, turning to Corbin.

"Tell me something first..." Trent leaned forward,

"...what do you want to know?"

"Have you ever thought of leaving this group? Be honest..."

"Well..." She glanced at them,

"I have. Countless times"

"Why didn't you?"

"I felt..."

"Powerless?" He interrupted,

"Like you'd go back to where you started? Scared?"

She stared at him quietly,

"Now..." He mused, leaning back on the chair

"What do you think when you look at me right now? Be honest"

She scoffed with a smile,

"You're a dangerous person, Trent— a crazy dangerous bastard"

"Is that a compliment?" He laughed,

"I hope it is..."

"You're---"

"What do you think about me as a business partner though? And... As a Friend? Are we still---"

"Depends on how this situation goes" she cut in, chuckling.

The others turned to her, with Mabel growling like a beaten dog

"You'll make a terrifying partner" she ignored them, "I don't know how you got those information but that's what I feel"

He chuckled, looking at her.

"I'm going to make you richer"

"Sounds like a good deal already" She laughed softly.

"Now... What did Mr. Corbin do?"

"Yeah..." He giggled

"Corbin here has helped Morlov Sanchez to block your path to success countless times"

Corbin shook his head,

"It's finally my turn, huh?" He chuckled,

"You---"

"You didn't get to where you are currently without my help" he snapped at her,

"I own you..." He growled,

"And I can damn sure do whatever I need with you"

"Oh?" Trent mused,

"That sounds so cringe, I'm not gonna lie, but what was I expecting from an old ass villain?"

"You..." Corbin turned to him,

"You will regret this" he growled

"Really? I will?" Trent turned to Rosa, acting confused.

She shook her head, chuckling

"My partner here doesn't think so" he chuckled.

"And... No. I won't regret shit"

"You ungrateful bitch..." Corbin glared at Rosa.

"Wanna know something?" Trent clicked his tongue.

"You're a villain that can't be saved anymore— drugs, fraud, embezzlement, tax evasion, trafficking, murder, blackmail..." He paused,

"You're scum that can't be saved"

Mabel turned her face away as her eyes met Trent's

"You shouldn't be shy, Mabel" he mused

"You weren't so quiet when I walked in. Where's that energy?" He laughed softly.

"I've decided... I don't like quiet Mabel that much"

"I–I'm not---"

"I know, Mabel..." He chuckled,

"How dare I think you're an exception?"

Rosa chuckled, turning to Mabel who hid her face.

"I'll let you and Corbin have more steamy sessions after this"

Trevor and Dylan gasped, turning to Corbin.

"You're one nonchalant old man..." Trent mused

"Mabel here is a mastermind of her own, having learnt a lot from the mighty dragon..." he stood up,

"She's become a master at tax evasion, blackmail, drugs trafficking, and has even orchestrated the murder of some competition---"

"I–I didn't kill---"

"Of course you didn't kill them yourself" he walked towards them, slowly

"You just had someone do the dirty work for you" he mused.

"That's really Boss Lady spirit"

He paused, almost reaching where they stood.

This old Man... He looked at Corbin

Does it think it will be alright after he gets out of here?

He took his phone up and typed,

THE CORBIN, MABEL, TREVOR AND DYLAN RIGHT HERE. WIPE ALL SECRET FUNDS LIKE WITH UMBER FELIX

He looked up from the phone and glanced back as a reply message came in

NOTED.

Hmmm...

ALSO,

He typed again...

HACK ALL TOP NEWS OUTLETS IN THE WORLD AND POST THESE INFORMATION ABOUT THESE PEOPLE NOW.

He chuckled as he read the reply—

IN THE NEXT MINUTE, SIR

How efficient...

"Now..." He turned to Corbin,

"Want to guess what I just did?"

He looked at the rest as Corbin stayed silent.

"Anyone?..."

He exhaled as they didn't reply,

"Here's a hint— you control it when you're so powerful, but you don't really want to be on it for something bad---"

"News..." Rosa muttered,

"Well, that wasn't a hard hint" he chuckled.

"W–What did you---" Corbin leaned forward— the fear was already starting to show.

Beautiful...

"I just made Rosa's friends famous." Trent chuckled, "You don't have to thank me... Any Friend a Rosa is a friend of mine"

"They're not my Friends anymore" Rosa scoffed

"Really?" He shook his head

"I guess I do need to be thanked. Well, what's done is done. Enjoy"

Mabel fainted at this point.

"Shit..." Rosa tapped her,

"She's out"

He looked at the time on his phone,

"I ain't got time for this anymore. Let's go, Rosa"

OPEN EVERY DOORS I GET TO AND SAY VAOLA AND CLOSE THEM WHEN I PASS.

He nodded at Rosa as she stood up and picked her bag.

"The internet's going to be back in a few minutes so you see the gift I left"

"W–Wait..." Trevor tried to stand up but stopped at Trent pointed the gun.

"I–I'll give you anything---"

"I don't think that's possible now, buddy. I have everything you could want to give me" Trent chuckled.

"Now... You'll all stay here, like good little... and old boys while we leave"

"I'm ready" Rosa turned to him after cleaning her face.

"I'll transfer everything that Corbin has to you so you can be a perfect dragon, Rosa" he chuckled,

This should be simple for Musk to handle.

"There's no enmity between us" he bowed slightly,

"I just didn't like your masks that much"

Rosa glanced at them and headed straight for the door as he followed behind her slowly,

"Wanna see a magic trick?" He turned to her as they reached the door

"What---"

"VAOLA!" He said with a grin,

She gasped as the door clicked open.

He did same thing for the elevators.

"Is this your meeting base?" He asked her, smiling at the Receptionist as she looked at them confused.

"Yes" Rosa muttered, waving at one of the security guards at the corner

"That's my driver"

"Alright" Trent nodded,

"I'll give you what I can do that you take control of this place smoothly"

She looked at him for a while.

Trent Ackerman.

There's some secrets to his identity according to the leader but what was it that gave him such confidence?

She nodded at the driver as he reached them.

"Ma'am... The doors---"

"VAOLA!" he mused as they reached the door.

The driver looked at him, confused as the door opened.

"Walk fast, Dmitry..." Rosa ordered.

Some people were already rushing towards them, but couldn't catch up until they passed.

"I hope we get to work more in the future" Trent chuckled turning to her.

"We will... Friend" She chuckled

"Friend..." He laughed softly,

"You should stop by sometime..."

"I will" she glanced at the people moving towards them.

"Let's talk sometime more, Trent"

"Have a nice day, Celestial Dragon" he chuckled, walking towards his car.

Now, that was fun.