Underestimated Retribution

Chapter 65: Barging Elena

Mark stepped aside, allowing the guard to enter without so much as a glance in his direction. He was struggling to keep his anger in check, his frustration with the constant surveillance simmering just below the surface. He had told his father time and time again that he didn't need the guards, but Gabriel was always insistent.

Mark muttered under his breath, "There's no privacy with their lot." The guard remained stationary, his eyes fixed on Mark with a neutral expression.

Mark moved over to a wine cabinet in the room, pouring himself a drink as a way to calm his nerves. As he turned back to face the guard, he asked, "And what's your name?"

The man's response was curt, "Ghost."

Mark's eyebrows raised in amusement, and for a moment, he almost forgot about his anger. The name was fitting, given the guard's stealthy presence, and Mark couldn't help but wonder if it was a nickname or a surname.

Mark's eyes narrowed, his curiosity getting the better of him. "Why would a mother give