Sounds of music were heard from the apartment where Mark and his wife, Elena, lived. The apartment belonged to Margret, Elena's mom. It was an inheritance from her parents, so when Mark got married to her daughter, since he didn’t have money, he packed his belongings to live with them. He married her out of love, and Elena loved him for being the rich, handsome, and charming guy she knew, but along the line, she began to change, especially as Mark couldn’t give her what the husbands of her friends were giving to her friends. Mark and Elena met when they were both in college. Then, Mark was one of the richest guys on campus, from the prestigious Darius family. Her family, the Wood family, was also a rich one, though not as rich as Mark Darius'. The patriarchs of both families were friends and arranged for their heirs to get married right outside of college, since they already seemed to get along. Margret, Elena's mother, was thrilled as she would be called the luckiest mother-in-l
Elena and Margret returned home so pissed, the eyes they glared at Mark with gave him so much anxiety that he couldn't afford to ask. "What's going on, my love?" They didn't say a word but the next thing he received were slaps on his cheek. "You poor outcast," Elena scolded. "You made us spend over two hundred thousand dollars just on you without achieving anything good." "We thought we would win the case, but we couldn't," Margret added. "What does that have to do with me?" He swayed his hands in surprise. Elena and her mom took some steps back, and their jaws dropped. Their eyes were so widened. Mark was puzzled. "I'm not the judge. Why should you blame me? Did I even come with you to the court?" "You ungrateful man!" His wife shouted. "No wonder you stayed at home and didn't even mind." "Because you showed such an irritating spirit of ingratitude, you're going to pay us two hundred thousand dollars," Margret declared. There was no change of mind with her. "Come on, why
“So all the insults you’ve been rendering to me in private aren’t enough for you, you had to talk rudely to me and laugh at me in public, right in the presence of your so-called friends?” Mark thundered. Elena turned over to her friends. "You see!" Mark was eager to hear what she had to say. His eyes were blinking countless times. That was how he reacted when he was so furious, but Elena didn't even spare a second to look at him. "See as jobless as he is as I already told you ladies, but this dude ass would come over here to say we shouldn't talk about him!" "Woman, watch the words you use about me!" He barked at her with his fists tightened. If she was not a lady and the person whom he loved so much, he would just give her a punch which would get her mouth shut up once and for all. "Hey, excuse me," Elena thundered. "Close your mouth when rich people are talking." "You are all so rich," he mocked them. "If not for the selfish actions of my step-mom, do you think any of you her
"Sure, I want to meet him." Mark was serious about this because this information sounded weird in his ears. "So far from what I know, your dad is secretly the richest man in the state, worth over one trillion dollars." Mark gasped. "The president claims he didn't join the plane with his dad, and he wants to meet you. So far he's been in hiding while investigating how his wife and her son will treat him. He already suspected they were pretending while he was living with them under his roof." "Are you sure they aren't the ones that sent you to come here and kidnap me?" Princeton stepped backward in shock. "No sir," he bowed. "I know your fear, but Jennet wouldn't need all this fleet to assassinate you. Besides, why will she do that today after you left her?" This made Mark to at least believe a bit that it wasn't his stepmother doing. "You have nothing to fear. You're in the right hands," he assured Mark. We did our research before we were able to track you down here." Mark
Mark's first thought was to go get Elena and Margret their money from the bank. They were one of the first people he was going to exact his revenge on. He had to do it urgently. He was now the new President, he felt his father didn't need to know what he was about to do, knowing fully well he would try to discourage him. "They don't deserve this money?" He imagined his dad saying this to him. "Yes, I want to set this as a trap, they will wonder where I got it from and start coming nearer. Only then will I show them the door to my heart has been closed." He nodded his head. "Dad, we will meet soon. I want to go pay my debts, all those I owe." "Son!" Darius called him back as he was almost reaching the door. He walked back to listen to what his dad had to say. Darius placed his hand on his shoulder, staring directly into his eyes. "Whatever you are doing, don't let people know who you are still. We are taking out our revenge step by step." "Yes Dad, I've heard you. I'm stil
"They might defeat you even though they are wrong and still send you to jail." If he didn't know Leo well, he would have taken this comment as a mockery. Mark smiled. "If it's that way, leave it to me. I can handle it!" He wasn't afraid of this anymore, knowing who he had become. "I don't give a hell about the money he has. "Well, if you persist in meeting them, go to Durabs Food, you will see them there." This was the most popular restaurant in town with a park for the wealthy class. Unknown to Leo, he was working there. Mark kept his mouth shut, he didn't want to say that he was working there. Mark suspected that Elena and Bennet, as Leo mentioned, must be in the VIP. He wasn't working at the VIP in the camp, he had been there before but because of them, he was going to get there. His greatest aim was to meet with his wife and probably also meet with his mother-in-law. "And guess what, your wife is not only seeing Bennet, both are in a serious relationship and are planning
"Where is Elena?" He asked after a while, still not switching his gaze. The security men stood aside watching what was going on. Mark had become so fierce with Bennet when he was talking to them. Bennet stared at him with a slight grin on his lips. Inside him, he started to think, "This is just a poor fellow that wouldn't cost me any stress to deal with." This belief manifested in the smile on his lips, as his eyes steadily analyzed the man in front of him dressed in tattered clothes. "So you are the poor fellow Elena had been talking about?" "Don't you have eyes? Yes, it's me!" The confidence with which Mark had used to reply to Bennet shocked everyone. This got Bennet pissed so much, he got so furious, he felt like hitting him so hard. "I want to see her right now!" He ordered, which made Mark smirk. "Do you mean my wife-to-be? What do you want to do with her?" He threw some mockery into his statement, which got Mark more angry. "What?" He barked. "Are you saying that you
"Wow, the world would love to see this video," the man who was secretly videoing them said to Darius and his men. Mark shook his head, rolling his eyes. Bennet was just amused by what Mark was saying, he should have been taking it with annoyance, but he simply chose to make fun of it. There was no way Mark could be anything, he didn't want to mind all he was saying, they could all be faked up. "Do you think that if I was poor like you, your wife would follow me?" He repeated. "Women as classy as her are looking for rich men, not poor ones." Mark was thinking of the perfect revenge to give to people like this. He needed to do something that would hurt them. In the meantime, he chose to withhold the two hundred thousand dollars. Bennet stepped up to him. "I know that you are just looking for money for food, so you decided to come all the way here in search of your wife who will feed you. See how bad poverty is?" He threw some dirty dollar notes on the floor for him, scattering t