Apollo stood on top of the staircase surrounded by his most trusted and important people with pride. He knew the impact he has made tonight will be engraved in the hearts of both friends and foe. He is showing all that envy him that he is the Mafia King not because it was passed on to him, but because of the people around him that will never let him fall. They are the foundation of his success.
The venue was silent as the impressive group of people descended from the top of the stairs. Part of it was due to the shock of an entourage of twenty-five masked people, most of whom are unfamiliar to the scene walked through those golden doors with seven immensely powerful men. Another part of it was due to the utter shock that Crimson Gang walked through those doors with unfamiliar woman on their arms and the envy of the beautiful woman in red clinging on the arm of the Mafia King. He himself has crowned her, presenting her as the future Queen with the utmost respect.