Chapter 110 - Oliver And Butler

Kevin, Suzie, and even David would be shocked to the core if they saw the crazy, cold-blooded smile which formed on Mark's face when he exited the room. There was no trace of the previous warmth he showed in front of the group. He looked like a beast getting ready to hunt. 

Walking down the corridor, he muttered, "The butler ha. I don't know this new guy, but it seems like he is taking things more seriously compared to my brother. Let's have a nice chat with him." And made his way towards the main hallway. 

Entering the hallway, he looked around for the stairs leading to the first floor and saw the board showing the stairs. He made his way up and when he did; two men guarding the floor stopped him from entering near the entrance of the first floor. 

"Who are you?" Showing hostility towards him. They noticed the previous exchange between him and their boss. Both had the same idea, 'Beat him up and get some rewards.' they planned to use the hostility between their leader and this unknown man to their advantage. 

Mark who was not in the best mood only glanced at the two idiots before ignoring them and going ahead towards the hallway. One of the guards got infuriated seeing he ignored them. He reached out for Mark and stopped him. His hand was on his shoulder as he said, "Can't you understand what we just asked? I asked, who are you?" 

Mark looked over his shoulder and saw the guard's darkened face. He didn't have time for them and caught his wrist. He applied pressure and removed the hand from his shoulder. Picking the hand up, he squeezed it. 

The guard's face instantly went ghastly. He was about to shout out when Mark punched him on the face, knocking him out. He turned towards the other guard to see him already peeing his pants. 

"Where is this settlement's leader?" He didn't know where his brother stayed and could not waste time. 

"It shou-should be on the northern side of the museum. I-I heard he stayed in the museum director's room." Pointing down the hallway. Mark only nodded and patted his shoulder as he passed by. 

The scared guard dropped to the ground when Mark tapped him on his shoulder. He looked at his unconscious partner and his stained pants. He felt relieved when Mark went away from him and slowly stood up. He went near his partner's body. He gently kicked it to wake him up. 

"Bastard, why did you have to go around provoking people. Just die here." And walked away. 

Mark made his way out of the hallway. He needed to go to another section of the floor. As he walked by the hallway, he noticed there were so many rooms. Unlike the ground floor, which was mainly for the exhibition, the first floor was for the management of the museum. It had many rooms and people stayed in them. 

Mark looked at the malnourished people in the rooms and couldn't help but shake his head at his brother's decision. Even if he was cruel and selfish, he wouldn't drive people to this degree. All of them looked only a little better than how Kevin looked when he was found. If it continued like this, they weren't far from their death because of starvation. 

He finally reached the central area on the first floor. But unlike the ground floor, it was only a circle and they could look down on the ground floor. He walked along the railing and looked up towards the transparent dome. He saw the moon and stars. 

When he reached the northern hallway, he sensed the increased security. Most of them were guards assigned for Oliver by his father as he noticed a few of the bastards holding guns in their hands. 

As he walked into the hallway, no one stopped him. Most of them knew him and saw him in the family. The butler also instructed them to let him in. Reaching the end of the hallway, he looked at the sign to the side and took a deep breath. He calmed down but couldn't stop the scary aura around him from raging. 

He opened the unlocked door and made his way in. As he entered, he noticed Oliver sitting behind a huge desk and an old man standing right behind him. 

"Brother, did you miss me already? I am quite touched to see you here. Did you find your good friend Kevin? I hope he is fine if you did." Spreading his arms. 

Mark scoffed at his sarcastic statement and said, "I am well Oliver. It's just that this morning, I didn't have much time to talk to you, so I came here." As he sat down opposite to him. He crossed his legs in an arrogant manner and looked into Oliver's eyes. 

Oliver did not mind this, but the butler did not take it well. He was new and did not know everything. He pointed his finger at Mark and said angrily, "Impudent. How dare you sit before young master like this? Know your place, you are not part of the family anymore." 

Mark looked at him before turning back towards Oliver once again and said, "You should train your dogs well, Oliver." 

The butler's eyes shot wide upon hearing him and was about to shout once again before Oliver raised his hand. Even though the butler was employed by his mother, he still had to respect Oliver's commands and listen. He closed his mouth and glared at Mark enough to almost put a hole through him. 

Mark only smirked and shrugged off the 'intense' glare he was receiving. Oliver looked at him and asked, "What is it that you want to talk about, brother." 

Mark stretched his body and said, "Well, I wanted to talk about Kevin. Your hospitality to my friend was not well Oliver. You should know what would happen if a certain someone gets to know how he was treated by you." Smirking. 

Oliver's face went pale as he heard Mark's comment. He certainly knew who the certain someone was. He could only cough and say, "Now, now, brother. I gave him the best hospitality. Don't take things too far." Trying to threaten Mark at the end. 

Mark simply shrugged it off and said, "Oh well. As you are begging me, I will leave it this time. But who knows when my tongue might slip. But it's ok, we can talk about this some other time. Let's get on to the main reason I came here." and the room went instant cold as the anger he tried to control before was now showing.

Oliver got serious when he heard him. He had a hunch as to why he came. Seeing Mark in front of him and not attacking them already only meant their plan failed. He cursed the butler for his incompetence as the butler cursed the two thugs and thought to teach them a lesson later. However, Oliver was not scared and in fact, he was a from it. He knew Mark would not dare to do anything to him. 

"Well, two thugs assaulted my friend Suzie when she went to the washroom. If I was not there, they would have been successful. So I wanted to ask you, as it seems like you control this area, do you know who they were?" not revealing the fact that both of them were battered already. 

He looked at Oliver and the butler, analyzing the change in their expressions. The only reason he didn't tell them that he knew it was them was as he wanted to know their response. 

"What? How could this be? All the people in this shelter are civilized citizens of our country. How can you go around accusing people like this, brother?" spouted out Oliver. He smirked inside when he heard Mark did not know who the thugs were. The butler also felt good when he heard Mark's words. It was he who hired the thugs to do the work.

"Yes, brother, it really happened. But luckily I was able to stop them before they exited. So, I asked them nicely, who it was who sent them to do this work. At first, they took the blame on themselves, telling them they lusted after her when they saw her in the morning." making up a small story. 

Mark slowly stood up from his seat and spoke in a very cold tone, making his way towards the butler standing to the side and continued, "But, after some more 'detailed' interrogation, they spit out the truth. It seemed like a butler hired them to rape my friend. I was shocked and so I came to you. You are the only person who has a butler in the settlement." 

He stood before the butler and as Oliver wanted to raise his voice, Mark continued, "So, Mr.Butler. Do you have anything to say about the incident?" as a crazy smile formed in his face at the end. He was looking into the butler's eyes like a beast.