"How sad. I thought I gave quite a unique impression at the mall"
Oh.
"S–Senator?"
"This Montclair Oldie's been hoping we could talk"
Woah. Trent cleared his throat.
He'd forgotten about Him with everything going on.
"I can come to you if you send a location"
"No need— we'll just meet at the Gala"
Oh, Yeah... He was a guest.
"My Daughter wants to meet you too— I'm sure you'll like her" he added, chuckling.
Was he—
"I'm married, Sir"
"Who's talking about marriage?" he mused,
"Although powerful men have more than one"
This old fox.
I'm not going to play his game.
"I'll meet you at the gala, Sir"
"... Alright. See you soon"
Trent stared at the phone as Montclair hung up.
Was that the only reason he called?
"New Mission Initializing— sign-in, GET gala"
Alright...
That's gotta be something.
Time to reach billionaire status.
"I'll make the payment" he said as he walked towards them, "and I think I'll be back to see the classics"
"Nice. I'll give you discounts"
