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Chapter 11: Heaping The Blames On Her
Author: Marve Lous
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Bennet waited for a few seconds for the call to connect before speaking up. “Hello, it's me”. He said.

“Bennet?" A deep voice asked.

“Yes, it is me". He replied.

“What do you want?" The voice asked.

“I have considered your proposal and I would like to tell you that I agree”? Bennet said.

“HAHA”. The voice said in thought, causing Bennet to break out in cold sweat thinking the person on the other end had changed their mind.

“I could give you twenty percent shares in my company”. Bennet said in an attempt to convince them.

“Oh”? They said in surprise. “I wasn't going to reject you, but I was trying to figure out why you decided to reach out to us now”.

“In that case, can I take back my offer”? Bennet asked hesitantly.

“What offer”? They asked.

“The offer of twenty percent of my company's shares". Bennet replied.

“I don't know what you're talking about”. The person replied. “Aren't they mine already?" They asked.

“Well, I…”

“I will send someone to retrieve the necessary documents for the handover of the shares tomorrow morning and make sure you are available to deliver it on time. Is that understood”?

“Of course”. Bennet replied, swallowing hard.

“Now about the deal thing accepted, I will be coming to your company to have a comprehensive discussion on that, and I expect the best reception possible from you. Goodbye”. He said before dropping the call.

Bennet brought down the phone from his ear with a sigh of exhaustion before clenching his phone in anger. “That blasted father and son duo”. He said.

“Who was that”? Elena asked tentatively.

“Why would you want to know”? He countered. “You're the reason we are both in this mess and I don't think anything good will come out of telling you anything”! He said as he got into his car.

“Why are you heaping all the blame on me”? Elena asked in annoyance. “We are both responsible for what has happened, so throwing the blame on me is unfair”!

“I do not give two shits about what is unfair and what is not unfair but I am going to make sure I stay as far away from you as possible”! Bennet replied before turning on his car, and zoomed off.

Elena stood rooted to the spot in annoyance. “What am I going to do now”? She asked herself as she looked sideways to find out if anyone was close enough to hear their conversation. Suddenly, her eyes lit up as an idea formed in her head. “Mark will come back home tonight, so all I have to do is make him a good meal while making myself as pretty and seductive as possible and he'll be eating out of my hand”. She said to herself with a devious smile.

Looking forward, she walked out of the compound with a spring in her step.

As she left, she was not aware of the eyes watching her from a hidden corner of a flower bed.

“They have both left sir”. A man said into a Walkie talkie.

Mr Gabriel sitting down back in his mansion heard that from the walkie talkie of a guard beside him. Collecting the walkie talkie from the guard, he spoke into it. “Did you hear what they discussed”?

“Yes sir,” the man replied. “I was also able to listen in on the call Bennet made”.

“Tell me everything”! Mr Gabriel commanded and the man responded by telling him everything he heard including the phone conversation.

“Do you have any leads on who might have made that call”? Mr Gabriel asked.

“No, I don't sir”. The man responded. “I had tried calling the phone number but I was told the phone number cannot be reached”.

“Dad, whoever that person was, must have disposed off the sim card”. Mark who had been quiet all along spoke up.

“That is the likely scenario”. Mr Gabriel said with a nod of his head. “I want you to monitor Bennet as discreetly as possible. Do you understand”? He asked.

“Of course sir”. The man replied.

“Good, take care”. Mr Gabriel said, ending the call.

“What are we to do about the both of them father”? Mark asked.

“You will be the one deciding what to do, while I provide you with whatever information you might need to make their lives hell”. Mr Gabriel said with an evil smile.

“That will not be a problem father”. Mark said.

“I know it won't”, Mr Gabriel said. “As far as you make their lives a living hell while getting me entertained, I am happy”.

“I will not disappoint you father”. Mark said.

“HAHAHA”! Mr Gabriel laughed in satisfaction. “I know you won't, you're my son after all”.

“Excuse me sir”. A guard said, walking into the room. “A couple of journalists are outside and are asking for you”.

“Who on earth told them about my arrival”? Mr Gabriel asked in annoyance.

“I…have no idea sir”. The guard replied fearfully. “The guards at the gate are stopping them from coming in, but those leeches have refused to back off and knowing them, using force might have some unpleasant consequences, so I said I have to tell you first before doing anything”.

Mr Gabriel frowned in response as he heard that. “I just wanted to have some peace and quiet. Now I have to deal with these hyenas”. He said. “Take me to them.”

Hearing that, the guards escorted Mr Gabriel towards the gate with his son beside him and his guards around the both of them.

On getting to the gate, they were greeted by journalists screaming Mr Gabriel's name and shooting questions at him.

“Where have you been all these while”? One asked.

“Where you on-boarded on the plane that crashed? How did you survive”? Another asked.

“Concerning the company you left behind, we've heard some news that since you left, your wife and her son has made some lavish spendings, which has caused the stocks of your company to a ten percent decline. Do you have anything to say about that”? Another asked.

Mr Gabriel listening to them all talk at once, felt irritated and raised his hand up, silencing them.

“I was not involved in the crash. I had forgotten something somewhere and came from from the plane to get it and after wards, I took another plane to my destination and concerning the company, you will get some news soon”. He said before walking away with the journalists still shouting questions.

As he entered his house, a servant walked up to him. “Sir, your wife, step son and lawyer are waiting for you in the sitting room”.

“It's about time they showed up”. Mark said with a smirk on his lips.

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