Underestimated Retribution

Chapter 8: Secret Recorder

"Wow, the world would love to see this video," the man who was secretly videoing them said to Darius and his men.

Mark shook his head, rolling his eyes. Bennet was just amused by what Mark was saying, he should have been taking it with annoyance, but he simply chose to make fun of it. There was no way Mark could be anything, he didn't want to mind all he was saying, they could all be faked up.

"Do you think that if I was poor like you, your wife would follow me?" He repeated. "Women as classy as her are looking for rich men, not poor ones."

Mark was thinking of the perfect revenge to give to people like this. He needed to do something that would hurt them. In the meantime, he chose to withhold the two hundred thousand dollars.

Bennet stepped up to him. "I know that you are just looking for money for food, so you decided to come all the way here in search of your wife who will feed you. See how bad poverty is?"

He threw some dirty dollar notes on the floor for him, scattering them all over.

"Take this and take care of your wretched self. If I were you, I would forget about Elena, she now belongs to me."

Elena sneered, flapping her fingers to show she was supporting what Bennet said.

"She needs a man who can foot her bills. "Can you foot her bills?" He asked him, but Mark didn't respond. Elena stepped up and splashed water from a flower vase nearby on him.

"Will you get out of here and stop disturbing me." The water that was splashing got into his eyes.

"Sir, you still want us to sit here and watch this happen to your son?" Darius' men, who were still with him watching this, complained.

Darius pulled out his hand asking them to wait. "I want to see if they will use a dangerous object on him or do something fatal. You have your guns, you can fire their legs, then we will go over there to stop them."

He felt that before he got there, something bad might have already occurred, so they needed to fire their legs first. When they felt they wouldn't be able to do anything.

Mark wiped the water from his face.

Looking up at Bennet and his wife. "I have nothing much to say to both of you, but I tell you that you will be shocked by what will happen next. Don't worry, just watch and see for yourself."

"Where's my money?" Elena called out as she watched him turn around to go.

"As for your money, you will kneel to get it in the presence of my father, Mister Darius." The name sounded familiar to the Darius they knew.

"Oh gosh! You're truly insane. Your deceased father?"

Mark turned away, not saying a word. When she gets there, she will know if he's alive or not.

When Elena got home, this continued to disturb her so much that she wanted to see if what Mark said was the truth. Bennet asked her to go with him and see things for herself.

"What if he's just trying to get some attention, but it's not true?"

"Then we will laugh at him till he feels so awful".

This amused Elena. "How about if he's trapping us for some criminals to get hold of us and attack us?"

"We can go there with some security," Bennet replied.

The next day, before Mark left the house early in the morning, he dropped the house address on the table, asking Elena to come get her money there. Two hundred thousand dollars was such a huge amount of money to let it go.

She thought that Mark wouldn't have to pay her, but now he was insisting on her to come to get it, which she couldn't refuse. She got into Bennet's car, and they drove to the estate he stated in the address.

"Truly, it's one of Darius' estates!" She exclaimed. "Let's see things for ourselves."

They walked in as directed by the attendants to the living room, which was located on the right of the first floor. When her first gaze landed on Mister Darius, sitting stern and not smiling, she shook in fear and ran over to Bennet's side. She thought she was seeing a ghost.

Her breath became so heavy.

Darius chuckled. "Why are you running? Do you think I'm a ghost? If truly I was a ghost, do you think I would be sitting down here"? He smirked. He didn't know what to say.

"Mark, come on, touch me!" He touched him, and Darius smiled. "You see?" He dropped to the couch with a great sigh.

At this point, excitement shot through Elena's veins. She felt like calling her mother to tell her that what Mark said was true. At the same time, panic shot through her.

Until she knelt and greeted Darius, she didn't realize, at the same time, this wasn't what she intended doing. He raised her face from Master Darius to her own husband, Mark Darius, who were both sitting together. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

She hadn't really taken time to look at Mark who was donned up in an expensive suit, with shiny shoes.

"I can't believe this. Oh my God!" She was so surprised that she took her hand and wanted to touch Mark as she knelt, but Mark's glare got her to shake.

"Take your filthy hands off me, greedy girl!" It was his turn to shame her, and he did it with all his heart. He couldn't pity someone who wasn't pitying him when he was down.

"Didn't I tell you that you would kneel before me?" He laughed at her. Elena frowned.

"I'm kneeling before your dad, not you!" She retorted.

"You're still stubborn? Let's see how you will get your money, otherwise your journey here will be in vain. It seems you want that?"

Elena's face tightened. At this point, she had spent much of her money and her business was going bankrupt. Such money was a very great amount of money to behold right now.

Recently, she discovered that Bennet wouldn't give her any tangible money as she used to get from Mark when he was President before. Even with the money he gave her, he wouldn't give her anything tangible without having sex with her. Meanwhile, Mark doesn't require anything from her to give her money.

She could see the difference. She really wanted to return to Mark, but it was already too late.