Eight

"Oh, Travis! I heard you went to talk to the manager. Did he adhere to your plea?" Malcolm sardonically mocked, loving the fun he was about to make Dylan into.

Malcolm and his other friends laughed. The guys behind him were his puppets who do everything Malcolm tells them to do. They are part of his department.

But knowing what he already planned for them, Travis wasn't affected by his words so he said, "Just go on with the show. I know you've arranged one. I wanna see how it goes."

Since Malcolm was showing himself then let him go all out now that he has the advantage.

But he'd see how he would fare when his precious workplace is declared bankrupt.

Hearing Travis's sarcasm, the smile on Malcolm's face dropped. He hated it when Travis put on airs with him when being cornered. He hated the fact that even though he was above Malcolm, he somehow ends up feeling beneath him.

"You keep doing this, Travis. Putting on airs with me even when it's so clear that I'm above you."

"Yeah, Travis. D
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