The Overnight Billionaire's Revenge

Chapter Six: EVIDENCE

The next day had come around far more quickly than Marcus had anticipated. Sure, he had cashed in his winnings and gone home a happy man but he had also not slept much due to his anticipation. The day before, he had watched Victoria and James give their speech about innovation and whatnot in front of a huge crowd. They seemed too chummy on the stage but as Marcus had expected, no one had seemed to notice that and when it was time for the interactive session, the questions always moved in his direction, focusing on why he cheated and how Victoria was doing after the great betrayal. It was sickening but Marcus held his tongue. After all, he would get his hands on something damning very soon and the world would see that he was the innocent one in this story. 

Marcus got down from the cab, still donning normal clothes and a smile on his face. The tall and imposing hotel building loomed above him. The Blue Oyster. Some days ago he would have been ashamed to go in looking the way that he was but today was different. He was on the same level as the other guests there. Maybe even higher. With that mentality, Marcus stepped into the building ready to tackle anything.

As expected, as soon as he walked into the lobby, the murmurs started.

“Isn't that Victoria Wong’s husband?" 

“The cheater!" 

“Damn, he has some balls coming here a day after his wife's big announcement." 

“When are they getting a divorce. I hope he doesn't want to try and fleece her for more money." 

The comments kept coming, each one louder than the other as the guest didn't care to hide their thoughts. Marcus but his lip, hating it but he had other important things to attend to.

He headed straight for the receptionist desk, a stoic look on his face. 

“Good morning.” He greeted.

“Good morning” The receptionist replied carefully before she looked up at him. Her once bright smile contorted into a sneer and she rolled her eyes. Marcus caught onto it but chose to let it go. She wasn’t worth his time. 

“What do you want?” receptionist asked him, coldly.

“I would like to pay for a room here.” Marcus told her, ignoring her rude tone. 

The receptionist scoffed at him and laughed 

“You? Get a room here? After all that you did? The whole world already knows that you're a pauper so stop trying to act like anything other than that.” She shot at him.

“Regardless, I can pay for a room.” He insisted. 

“You have some nerve showing up here after your wife's big announcement to pay for a room in the same hotel that she is in. Don't you have any shame? Won't you leave that woman alone?” She antagonized him further, wanting to get a rise out of him but Marcus was unfazed. 

He sighed and brought out his new black card, placing it on the desk before turning back to her. 

“Now, I want to pay for a room. Are you going to attend to me or not?”

The receptionist eyed the black card and snatched it up from the desk. 

“Where did you steal this from? Does it belong to Ms. Victoria? Thief. I knew it. I’ll report you to the authorities.” 

Marcus moved quickly and snatched the card from her hands. 

“No, it belongs to me and I want to pay for a room or should I call your manager and speak to him myself?” Marcus asked her, getting fed up with her constant bickering. 

The receptionist glared at him before she picked up the phone from its reciever and pressed a button. 

“Fine, I'll call the manager. He’ll be best person to handle your situation anyway. Get ready to be thrown out.” She hissed at him. 

Marcus stood to the side as a receptionist spoke in hushed tones on the phone. In a minute she stopped and dropped the phone reciever back, shooting daggers his way. 

Soon enough the manager of the hotel came out to speak to him. Without even missing a beat, he spoke. 

“Sorry sir but you can't be on the premises." The manager said as soon as he walked up to Marcus.

“Does that mean you're turning away my business?" Marcus asked, turning to him.

“I don't think you can afford to do business here, Mr Wong." The man spat out the name with much disgust. 

“I want to pay for a suite. How much is it?" 

“I don't think…" The manager started but was cut off. 

“How much?" Marcus reiterated.

"Three thousand dollars per night.” The man said with a condescending look, sure that Marcus couldn't afford it. He raised the price by three times, wanting to get Marcus out. He didn’t want the hotel to be asscoiciated with suck filth.

“I'll pay twenty thousand for the room. For a night." Marcus told the man showing him his new black card. 

The manager stared at the card in awe but the receptionist spoke up. 

“It's not his. It's definitely stolen." 

“Then try it. If it's stolen then the card won't work because it's been reported right?" Marcus offered,handing the manager the card.

The manager pondered over it for a second before taking the card, much to the receptionist's dislike. He swiped the card, charging the room for more than it was worth and waited for the card to decline. To his surprise it went through.

The manager turned back to Marcus and handed him the card in shock.

“See. Not stolen. Now, I’d like the key to my room and also there's some other business I would like to discuss with you. That is if you'd like to make some money on the side." Marcus offered, raising a brow.

The manager looked between Marcus and the receptionist before squaring his shoulders. He took a keycard from the many behind the desk and handed it to Marcus first. 

“Get back to work Lily." He said before speaking to Marcus. “Right this way Mr Wong." His tone, losing its distaste from before.

Marcus tucked his card back in his pocket, smirked at Lily and then followed the manager through the lobby and into the main building. 

“What would you like to discuss sir?” The manager asked Marcus with a hint of respect as they moved. 

"The security footage of the hotel. Specifically in the rooms.”

"What about it?” He asked with a creased brow.

"I'll go straight to the point. How much would it take to get the security tapes from one of the rooms in the hotel.”

"I would never…" The manager began stopping dead in his tracks. 

“Another twenty thousand dollars?" 

“Forty." The manager bargained, his initial facade of integrity breaking away. 

“Thirty thousand. Last offer." Marcus said, dangling the money. 

"Deal then.” He said, shaking Marcus' hand.

“Which room? I assume it's yours." 

“No. Not mine." Marcus replied, shaking his head. “I want the footage from Victoria Wong’s suite. 

"But sir…" 

“Think of how much you stand to make here Henry." Marcus convinced him, calling the name on his name tag.

The manager bit his lip but caved in. 

“Fine but no one can know that it was me who gave it to you.”

“Understood.”

“Follow me then.” 

With Henry leading the way, Marcus arrived at the security room in record time. Once they opened the door, two other men were in the room, their eyes halfheartedly looking at the screens before them.

“Leave the room.” Henry ordered. The men looked at each other but left the room without question. After all, which of them wanted to lose their job. 

Once they were out, Henry stepped up to the control of the multiple screens on the wall and typed something in. In a second, the security footage of a particular room popped up on all the screens. It showed Victoria walking around her room in nothing but lingerie, sipping a glass of wine. 

“I don’t think that I’m supposed to be here for this.” Henry muttered, his eyes still stuck on the screen but Marcus waited. 

Victoria did not disappoint. Soon enough, James entered the frame in nothing but his underwear. Victoria pounced on him like a lioness in heat, discarding her glass of wine on a nearby table. The two of them began to kiss and rip each other's clothes off with no mind to who might be watching. 

Henry’s mouth dropped in shock and Marcus chuckled. 

“Right on time. I want a recording of this and the footage from yesterday as they lodged in the room sent to my room this morning.”

Henry still watched the screen in genuine shock.

“Henry?” Marcus called his attention, amused that the man was still in shock about what they just saw. 

Henry blinked and turned away, shame on his face. 

“I’ll get them to you as soon as possible Mr. Wong.” He assured.

Marcus gave him a nod and was about to walk away when Henry called out to him.

“And Mr. Wong. The footage. It’s on the house.”

Marcus was taken aback by the words but he just smiled at Henry and walked off. From shock to shame. That was what he was going for. And in some hours, Victoria and James would feel the same.