Underestimated Retribution

Chapter 7: Who The Hell Are You?

"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 want to get married to my wife?" He pulled Bennet by the collar of his T-shirt. Then one of the security officers stepped forth and pushed him off. They were still loyal to their customers.

Everyone knew Bennet here as a regular customer, they saw him as their boss with the money he had been sharing with them as a giveaway each time he visited the restaurant.

Mark landed backwards on the concrete floor, injuring himself.

Feeling the hurt spot, he took his fingers to feel this part of his head. What he saw was blood. Elena, upon hearing the noises outside and how Bennet took so long, decided to go out herself.

She walked towards the gate, her eyes caught up with someone bleeding on the ground. When she arrived at the scene, she discovered it was her husband that was lying on the floor.

"This is what he wanted." She smirked, nodding her head in approval. Unknown to them, a man was sitting at a distance taking note of all that was happening. It was Darius, Mark's father, who felt like hanging out there.

His security was about to go and fight those bullying his son, but he asked them to wait. He called one of his men to video what was going on.

"I'll deal with all of them. Bennet is the guy I linked with Elena to see how unfaithful she would turn. I was already suspecting her," Darius told his men.

"He's Jennet's younger cousin. I attached him to Elena with the help of his close friend, who is my friend as well."

"Wow!" The men roared with excitement, clapping at their boss for such wisdom.

"Stay quiet!" He called on them to keep quiet a little, so they wouldn't attract their attention even though the distance was far.

The man who was videoing from a distance, with his sophisticated phone, captured all the audio and was going to publish it online on her page. He had millions of followers, and he wasn't portraying himself as Darius' man, so no one was going to link him to Darius.

Elena walked over to Bennet's side, holding onto his arms tight while staring at her husband on the ground.

Mark raised his head and found out that his wife was supporting his assailant who attacked him. Hot tears almost streamed out of his eyes, but he forced them in. With the back of his hands, he wiped his face.

"Is this how you planned to reward me, Elena, for all the sufferings I've incurred for you all this while? I've endured all your maltreatment and that from your mother because I want things to get better, so that we can return to how we used to be."

"Get away, you fool! You think I'll ever come back with you?"

"If someone told you that, would you believe it? That you will be able to get your position back after Jennet and Brown have taken over everything. We really tried our best with our money and couldn't win the case. Was it you who would win?"

"Soon, I will stop giving you money. You're a man, go get your active hands on something productive and stop being a baby. For how long will you keep being poor?"

He never expected such an insult, even in his imagination.

"Hey, will you shut the hell up!" He growled at her. One of the security officers was going to dash him a slap when Elena stopped them.

"Don't you know how poor people behave? They get unnecessarily angry." They all laughed. "You're angry with me because I refused to give you my money which I worked so hard for?"

She repeated but there was no response from Mark, he was still staring at her with wicked eyes.

"Let's forget about the money, I don't need it again, as you can see, or sorry I didn't tell you. I was home to give you your two hundred thousand dollars. If you think I stole it, as you would say, I have the stamped teller from the bank." Everyone became quiet.

"I'll no longer have to survive with your money." This was a huge blow to Elena.

She didn't know what to say again, even his throat seemed to choke her. Those words couldn't flow freely, and her voice wouldn't come out smoothly.

"Would you still have the mind to say a word even after this?" Mark mocked.

Mark sighed, shaking his head.

"Ask yourself if what you are doing will be good for you and your company, should people hear it. Did you care to wonder that she might cheat on you too once you got married to her? How would you react?" He asked Bennet.

"No woman would dare cheat on me because I have the money. How dare such a lady! Well, I shouldn't be angry over that, I should be angry at you for thinking that all men are poor like you." Bennet sneered at Mark.

"I won't say anything, but I can assure you that soon you won't say what you are saying now, not when you know who I am." He rose, cleaning his body.

"Who are you?" Bennet yelled.