Underestimated Retribution

Chapter 35: Number One's Never Wrong

The phone rang shrilly into the air, disrupting what little quiet Mark had been enjoying. He picked it up with irritation brewing a storm on his tongue, waiting to unleash a tirade of venomous verbal assault on whoever it was that was calling him. Dad.

He quickly received the call and held the phone up to his ears.

“Hello, good afternoon, dad,” he rapped off in quick succession.

“Hello, son. How’s business coming along today?”

“Very well, thank you, dad". He heaved a sigh.

“I can tell that you are really stressed from the sound of your voice. But not to worry, you’ll unwind at the party tonight. Looking forward to it as much as I am, right?”

Of course, Mark was facepalmed, beating himself up mentally for not remembering the socialites party his father had received an invitation for. He had been so preoccupied with the new investment and putting the board members in their place, that he had totally forgotten about it.

“Are you there, son?” Gabriel asked when the line had gone silent fo