I’m bringing a display.

[Earlier that day…]

"Penny," Atlas spoke on the phone, leaning back comfortably. "Are you coming tonight to the Giving Gala?"

Penny smiled from ear to ear, cupping her face. "Yep."

"The Ito Motors and the Millers will be there," he remarked, raising his brows. "Those two have been living life as they should. Should we kill them?"

"Hmm," she hummed, rubbing her chin as she pondered it. "Brother Atlas, you're talking as if you're planning their murder."

"Murder?" Atlas cocked his head back. "Well, it wouldn't be any different after tonight."

"Hehe. Got any plans?"

"I have one," he said. "But somehow, I came up with another after Allen walked in and told me about the Ito and Miller families."

A short, mischievous giggle echoed from Penny's line. "Can I hear the new idea?"

"Aren't you curious about the other one?"

"No, because I know I'm not involved in it."