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Chapter 10 - A New Dynasty

Two weeks later.

The main boardroom of Vance Global Enterprises in Chicago was filled with the fifty most powerful cartel bosses, syndicate leaders, and financial oligarchs in the western hemisphere. They sat in absolute, terrified silence around the mahogany table.

At the head of the table sat Lorenzo Vance, his arm draped casually over the back of his chair.

Standing right beside him, wearing matching miniature black tailored suits, were Maya, Chloe, Lily, Zoe, and Mia. Each of them had a small tablet open, displaying the complete financial portfolios, criminal liabilities, and offshore asset locations of every single boss sitting in the room.

"As you can all see," Maya announced clearly, her piercing blue eyes sweeping across the trembling assembly of grown men, "the Vance Syndicate is undergoing a structural reorganization. Effective immediately, all illegal drug trafficking routes are being liquidated, and our capital is shifting entirely into global tech infrastructure and quantum cybersecurity."

One veteran cartel boss started to stand up, his face red with fury. "You can't be serious! We answer to the council, not a bunch of—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the giant projector screen behind him flickered to life, displaying a live feed of his own personal bank accounts being systematically drained to zero, alongside a high-definition video of his private villa in Ibiza surrounded by federal tax agents.

Mia gave the boss a sweet, innocent wave from her chair. "Your password was 'password123', sir. You really should update your security protocols."

The boss slowly sank back into his chair, pale as a ghost, while the rest of the room stared down at their folders in sheer, unadulterated terror.

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At the back of the boardroom, leaning against the glass wall with a cup of coffee and a warm smile, stood Elena, watching her husband and her five little demons effortlessly conquer the underworld without firing a single shot.

Lorenzo caught her eye, sharing a quiet, knowing look. The Mafia King’s reign of blood was over. A new dynasty had begun, and it was being run by five pint-sized masterminds who ruled the world before bedtime.

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