The Vengeance of the son-in-law

''Wake up from your slumber'' Mrs. Kate said, as she tapped Caleb on his shoulder.

''Oh boss!. Is it you? I'm very sorry ma. I dozed off'' Caleb said, as he cleaned the sleeping gum out of his eyes.

He's been working very hard all day for his boss, whom he cherished dearly. He was also engrossed with much thinking, about his sudden and imminent journey back to his father's house, after four years of him being away.

''I know you're very tired sir. Once you get home, you can rest, since you won't be returning to my firm again. Meanwhile, here is your salary, and attached to it, is a cash of extra $40 for your hard work, and dedication'' Mrs. Kate expressed.

Shocked by her kind gestures, Caleb bowed and thanked her. She has been the only person who has been very good to him for the past four years, since he left his father's abode, a place of much affluence.

''You have been very good to me madam, and there is no way I would forget you. Thank you for making my stay here, a wonderful experience 'Caleb expressed.

''Honestly, I'm not happy that you're leaving. You know, I was about making you a manager in our new store but since you said you would be relocating, I reverted. In fact, you have really been a great fellow, and I must confess that my business bloomed when you started working with us. "She expressed her view about him, with a sad looking face, as she hasn't seen a worker who would be like him.

''Meanwhile, just take good care of yourself. Hope to see you again, when things get better'' She bid him farewell, they hugged each other, and he departed.

While on the road going home, he branched to a treasure shop, where he bought a silver necklace with the salary of $200 that was paid to him by his boss. Although it didn't reach, he added the $40 reward that was given to him, to purchase it. Then, he began to stroll home.

It was already night, because he spent a long time in his work place, where he was thinking about the kind of life he had left behind him, and still thinking about the life he would be facing very soon.

As he trekked home, his consciousness was no longer with him. He has no idea of whatever was going on in his environment because he was engrossed with thoughts.

Heavy rain began to fall, but he didn't bother. He still kept walking gently because to him, he needed adequate time to think properly on what to do next. Especially, on how he would explain himself to Cynthia, his wife, that he's not what she has ever known him to be.

He also thought that Cynthia, his wife, doesn't even deserve to know the kind of man he is because for the past three years now, both she and her parent's have been behaving strangely and negatively towards him, as they no longer value and respect him again.

Ever since Cynthia's father slapped him last year, he has withdrawn himself from the usual kind of affair he did have with them before. They were never contributing anything positive in his marriage other than constant conflicts and misunderstanding.

However, he just hoped that it would go well with him and his wife tonight.

''Definitely, it will'' He said in his mind.

''Hey, you, stop there'' A strong voice ordered.

He kept on moving, since he didn't want to believe that the command was for him.

''Hello young man. Stop there before we chop off your head'' Another voice instructed.

At this point, he now knows that they were referring to him. He looked back, and saw about five hoodlums stirring and walking towards him. He turned to his right, and was surprised to receive a strong slap from one of them who was very close to him.

''What do you have with you?''The guy asked.

''I just have a few changes with me'' Caleb responded.

''Bring it out, before I screw you alive, 'the second hoodlum ordered.

Truly, there were some changes in his pocket, but he reserved them for his transport, since he has already exhausted his salary on purchasing a silver necklace for his wife.

He deepens his hands in his pocket, giving his robbers hope that he was going to bring out money. As he was bringing out his hands out of his pocket, he ran out of their midst like a flash of light.

They started to chase after him, but they couldn't.

''We shall get back to you soon. It's a promise'' The leader among the hoodlums shouted.

Caleb kept running without looking back. While running, he fell consecutively on gutters, wounding himself. But he would rise up and continue with his already scheme.

When he realized that he was roughly injured and that pinches of blood were dripping out of his skin, he reduced the speed at which he was running, and started walking. At least, he has escaped from the robbers.

''Get out from my house, you idiot!!!'' The hateful voice of his father echoed in his ears.

''Fool! Never have you returned'' The voice re-echoed again.

At this point, he stopped, and fell on the ground. Passerby who saw him, didn't really know what he was passing through in his mind. Instead, they began to run, thinking that he was about to die.

He had quarreled with his billionaire father four years ago, over the death of his mother. In fact, he still has no clue why his mother had to die like a fowl, so mysteriously without any evidence of failed health.

''I just need to leave, for the better'' He voiced out, after remembering the complicated letter his father wrote and sent to him two weeks ago, accompanied with the several calls he was receiving from his relatives and some other strange people.

Caleb stood up, walked for ten more minutes and soon, he arrived at his home.

''Sweetheart!'' He called his wife, but there was no response.

He staggered to the bedroom, still feeling much pains in his body caused by the several fallings and bruises. He held the silver necklace up, to present to her because he knew that she would be in the bedroom.

He opened the door, and was shocked to see her on the bed with a stranger.

Heartbroken, he went to the parlor and there, he lay and slept. He didn't want anything that would spoil his mind and mood because he was already passing through a lot. But as he closed his eyes to sleep, rivers of tears flowed out from his eyes.

The next morning, he woke up, but couldn't find her in the house, so he knew that she had left for work.

''It can't be, she didn't even wake me up to plead. I must get to the root of this matter'' Caleb said to himself, as he quickly boarded a taxi to her work.

''What do you think you're doing here, if I may ask?''Cynthia asked, looking at him disgustingly.

''What!. Is this what you have to say to me, after catching you in the act with a stranger last night?'' Caleb gently asked.

''Fool. That young man you saw me with last night, is not a stranger. That's my fiancé'' She informed me.

''Are you okay?'' He asked.

She looked at him angrily, and went into her office, only to come out with a letter and a check.

''This is for you. I wanted to drop it this early morning for you, but thought that it wasn't wise. Thank God you're here now, have it, and never come to me again'' Cynthia said, throwing both the letter and check on him.

Caleb, who was thinking that it was probably a medical letter of pregnancy or something negative, hurriedly opened it, and was shocked.

''What are you giving me a divorce letter for, after everything I have done for you and your family?'' He asked pain heartedly, but a heavy slap was launched on his face, by Cynthia, who grew angry at his words of claiming that he helped or contributed positively to her family.

''How dare you say that? Ever since I got married to you, what usefulness have you been to me, if not for eating my food, and warming my bed? I have been very fair to you, by issuing a divorce letter, and even giving you a check of $200,000 as compensation. It's now left for you to sign the divorce and help your miserable life with the money, or you leave my presence, and become useless and hopeless for the rest of your life'' She splitted fire on him.

Caleb looked at the ceiling, and became confused. He has spent fortune just to make sure that his wife's business prospers. All this while, he has been the one who has been secretly making his wife's business work, but she didn't know, and he didn't wish to tell her, until the appointed time.

Devastated and full of shame, he went out of her firm, and dialed her parent's phone number. It ranged, but they didn't pick.

He then boarded a taxi, and went to her parent's house, so that he could report her ugly and strange behavior.

''Get out of my house, you shameless fool. How long shall you keep being a fool? You mean at your age, you don't know when you're been called a fool?'' Cynthia's father, Mr. Rowland, blasted.

''I don't understand you sir. I'm only here to inform you about.....'''

''Shut up your trash, lazy man. Stop informing us. My daughter is no longer interested in marrying you and I'm very sure you know that it's not by force. Let her be pleased. Go away, and never come to her again with your poverty looking self else, we will be the one to bury you alive'' Clara, Cynthia's mother, highlighted.

''For your information, we are the one who advised her to do away with you, since you don't have anything to offer to her'' Her father informed.

''But I love Cynthia, and I have been doing great things for her,'' Caleb expressed.

''May God punish you mightily, for saying this. How dare you? In fact, leave my compound before I send you out myself 'Her father Mr. Rowland warned.

''And don't forget to pack your bags from her house, because I know that you never contributed any money to the building of that house. But if you insist not to leave the house, no problem, she will leave it for you. Stupid looking man'' Mrs. Clare spoke, angrily.

Caleb, who was devastated and confused, gently left their sight, in tears, since the rest of the neighbors were already coming out to check on what was going on.

He then went to his wife's house, for it has been the building where they have been living in, for the past four years. He went there to wait for her, but was surprised to see a jeep parked around the building. It was the most expensive jeep in the world, and it left him thinking.

He was also surprised that the building's doors were opened. He was very sure that he didn't leave it like that. He entered, and was shocked to see the guy whom his wife was having an affair with, last night on his matrimonial bed.

''Here is the fool, darling'' Cynthia said, as she pointed Caleb to James.

''Oh, I see. I learned that you refused to sign the divorce papers. What's your reason? Or is the money too small for you? Kindly let me know, let me see if I will increase it for you'' The stranger said.

''And who the hell are you? Oh! You're that bastard I saw last night right?'' Caleb asked.

A heavy slap was given to him by the stranger. Caleb tried to retaliate, but some giant men, who were the stranger's body-guards, quickly came out from the room, holding pistol guns. So, he maintained himself.

''Iam James, Cynthia's fiancé. A poor looking guy like you, can't afford to give Cynthia the kind of life she deserve so, it's best, you sign this, and get the fuck off from her life'' James mocked at him stylistically, as he present the divorce letter once again to him.

Caleb, who was already feeling humiliated, took the document, and signed never to have anything to do with her again.

He quickly packed his bags to leave. ​As he was leaving, they all mocked and laughed at him.

Three minutes after he left the building while still on the road, his phone started to ring. He checked it, and discovered that it was his billionaire father, who was calling.

Caleb was about to pick the call, when thirty bullet proof jeeps drove towards him, and surrounded him, leaving him at their center. This caused every passerby who was there to run, thinking that something bad was about to happen.

Two seconds later, a group of suited men came out one after the other, from the jeep. He didn't recognize any of them, except Anthony, his father's male servant.

''Greetings young master, and welcome back. Your inheritance of $700million is patiently waiting for you in the bank, and I'm sure that it has yielded much interest by now 'Anthony informed, as he bowed to welcome him.

''Are you here to bribe me with $700million or what? Will this amount of money bring back the precious life of my late mother?'' Caleb asked, still feeling very angry, due to his heart break and humiliation.

''I'm very sorry sir. I don't intend to woo you with this. But it's just the reality of things now.

Ever since you quarreled and angrily left home, things have never been the same again with your father and his business empire. In fact as I'm talking with you, he's on the verge of losing everything he has worked hard for over the years and for this reason, he quickly made you the heir of all his estates, and deposited a cash of $700million for you as your financial inheritance, and in case of eventuality'' Anthony highlighted.

He wondered what kind of man Caleb is, that he had to leave his place of affluence, over the gutters simply because of some quarrels and misunderstandings he had with his dad.

Caleb was quiet at this point, as his mind was divided between two worlds. He had wished and planned to return home with his wife whom he cherished so much, before she broke his heart. Secondly, he was seeing a future of war. A war between him and some strange dudes, whom he can't really comprehend for now.

''And my dad, what about him?''

''Yes, he said he has been calling your line, but you hardly pick his calls. Meanwhile, you must return home as soon as possible because things have changed. Your father's health condition has deteriorated because according to a medical test, he's suffering from a chemical attack. On the affairs of the empire, it has appeared to us that many staff have been looting away the empire's resources thereby accumulating many debts for the company'' Anthony explained.

''It's alright dear, I have heard all what you have said'' Caleb responded.

He entered into one of the jeeps that was opened to him, and they immediately drove him off. He turned back while in the jeep, and vowed to take revenge on all those who made him suffer.

He was driven to a hotel, where he would refresh himself before meeting his father. From the hotel, he was taken to the nearest supermarket, where he would purchase some clothes that would make him look like the young billionaire he truly is and while he was in the supermarket purchasing clothes, he was surprised to meet James and some of his friends, who came to purchase clothes also.

''What on Earth is this leprous being doing here?''James mocked, seeing Caleb from a distance.

''I guess he's here to solicit for funds or maybe, to beg for clothes' 'Timothy, James' best friend suggested.

James then went close to Caleb who was not even considering him.

''A poor looking dude like you, shouldn't be here. You should be in the gutters''.

''Excuse me!''Caleb spoke, as he drew backward, for him not to cause a public show.

Meanwhile, as they were talking and exchanging words, the supermarket's officials were patiently listening to them. They all ran towards the scene, to see what was happening, since they had been expecting Caleb, the young master's arrival.

''Take this money, and get yourself some nice looking clothes. Poor guy'' James said, as he sprayed the sum of $5,000 on him. He did this in a mocking way, causing patronizers to watch and also take photographs of all that was happening.

As James sprayed the money on him, he turned to go, when he received an annoying slap from the manager of the super-market.

''How dare you fool, talk to the young master in such a manner?. Do you even know who he is?'' Mr. Donald asked angrily, and full of surprise that James has the guts to even speak to Caleb.

''What! And who the hell are you, to slap me? Are you normal?'' Caleb angrily asked, as he felt like fighting back. He was about calling his p[hone, to call the police, when the manager gave him another phase of heavy slap.

James' face at this moment, grew red. His friends wanted to fight, but they immediately kicked them out of the market hall.

''There is nothing you can do, young man. This man you're making mockery of, is the richest man in London, and if not the entire United Kingdom. The worst is that you're currently insulting him in his own super-market''Mr.Donald informed.

''What! I don't think you're normal. This guy who can't even afford to feed himself or take care of a woman, is the person you are referring to as being the richest man in the city?. Are you joking or what?'' James asked as he yelled. He laughed himself to stupor because to him, the manager doesn't even know what he was saying.

''The next time I see your filthy self coming around this super-market again, or any of our branches, you will be miserably dealt with. For your information, Mr. Caleb here is the major shareholder of over 80% of all the super-markets in the United Kingdom.

Meanwhile, for trying to put our boss to shame, you have been totally banned from doing business around any of our super-market''Mr. Donald informed.

''Your picture has been automatically taken, and has been sent to our various branches, nationwide'' The assistant manager said.

James, who thought he was in a strange dream, was about to say something, when he heard a security man's voice from behind:

''Send that bastard out immediately''.

He was immediately kicked out.