Underestimated Retribution

Chapter 5: Step By Step Revenge Plan

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 still the poor Mark they knew before them. I mean nothing has changed. I'll show myself that way."

"Good, that's my son." Darius grinned before sending him off.

Mark was going to the City Bank where he kept his money before his accounts were frozen. He knew that before his dad could send money to the account, it must have been unfrozen.

Seeing his tattered dress, they asked him a series of questions. They met with reluctant answers on his part. They couldn't recognize him as the President who was their regular customer; those staff had resigned. These were new sets, and they got so rude thinking he was a poor man pretending to be rich.

As he was about to get in, another security officer stood up and stopped him.

"Let me see the check."

He took it out and showed it to him. With an irritating look, the second man asked, "Sure you must have stolen this from some rich man?"

"Yes, because it might be stolen?" He emphasized. "How did you know such a top billionaire with the way you're dressed?"

He was about to tell them that Darius was his father, but he suddenly pouted his lips. He just wanted to get this money and go away. Perhaps next time he went to the bank to withdraw, the world would know his identity, and he would give them what they wanted.

Just for the security officers to clear their doubts, they took their phones to call the hotline which was written on the cheque.

Darius picked. He didn't even let them speak. "I saw the bank's name appear. Give it to him, it's his money. We know about him. Mark." He didn't mention his last name, so they won't know."

The security officers, especially the one who already labeled Mark as a thief, slowly handed over the cheque to him and withdrew slowly. They had their heads bowed in apology.

Mark took the cheque away from them with a sigh. He went inside the bank and withdrew the money. Since he was dressed and tattered, he had to go through unnecessary protocols from the cashiers while verification went on to make sure he was the rightful one to collect the money.

Because of this, he returned late in the evening. He went straight to his wife's apartment hoping to see her and her mother to get them their money.

He didn't find anyone at home.

He took his small phone and dialed Elena's number. She picked up the call. "Elena, well I'm glad you pushed me to the wall. I've found great luck. I don't think I might ever disturb you for money ever again?"

Elena smirked. "I guess you've reached home and not seen me. You're trying to get my attention." She laughed out really hard.

"Please just get off my line, I'm with someone important."

"On a date?"

He suspected, but immediately he called this, Elena hung up.

When Elena told Bennet, he was surprised too and wondered what Mark was up to.

"Don't be afraid, he's just babbling, he can't do anything," Bennet assured with arrogance.

He picked up his phone to call his wife's line again.

"You aren't permitted to call this number as you've been barred." The call assistant's voice said. The phone almost slid out of his hand.

"So suddenly?" He was puzzled. Reality struck him so hard.

He tried calling the second time with a different number which she didn't know. This time around, it rang but no one picked up. He knew now that Elena had barred his line. He couldn't believe this.

He sighed.

Frustrated, he sat on the balcony of the apartment burying his face in his hands. Then he felt a light, warm touch on the back of his shoulder. He jerked up immediately, he had gone into a trance before being frustrated.

He raised his head to find his good neighbor, Leo. He lived about three flats away and had a good attitude towards everyone, rich or poor.

He is in his thirties.

"You are waiting for your wife and mother-in-law?"

"Yes," he answered.

Leo, from the expression on his face, appeared to have something else to say.

"Do you have any information about their whereabouts? I would be glad if you could tell me. It's an emergency case. Don't ask me, because it's personal." Mark didn't want to say anything that would lead him to reveal himself.

"I want to go meet with Elena first of all," he stressed.

"How will he know? He's not living with us?" Mark wondered. "No need to expect any news from him," he thought in his mind, then let out a sigh.

It's at this point when he loses hope of getting any news about their whereabouts that Leo decides to say something. He decided to let the truth out.

"I was told that your wife is in an affair with a certain rich guy. A millionaire CEO," he paused, twitching his face. "I don't know if I should be saying this." Leo sighed.

"No, I'm so eager to hear it. Are you afraid of telling me?"

"Not actually, I'm afraid you might be able to handle it?"

"You know, the person I'm talking about is a very wealthy man called Bennet. He is a fellow entrepreneur just like Elena, but much richer. You know wealthy men, even when they are guilty, they will still defeat you. They have the money to rub in people's faces".