Chapter 8: frustration

“Pizza man! Delivery!” a man yelled from outside of Grey’s house.

Grey smiled and picked a hundred-dollar bill. He opened the door and stretched out the money.

“Thank you for ordering. It’s $15.”

“Keep the money!” He replied immediately and took the pizza from him.  He closed the door before the man would say anything else.

He stared at the pizza and remembered he hadn’t ordered pizza in forever because he was saving money for Nora’s birthday gift.

Grey remembered what Alfred had told him and wondered how he was supposed to keep a low profile after losing his job.

But at least, he could afford nice delicacies now unlike before.

After eating, Grey decided to take a long rest as he could still feel some pains from the beating he got from waking up beside Avery on the bed.

When Grey woke up, it was almost six and he decided to get ready for dinner.

He had a quick shower and wore a grey shirt with black trousers. Actually, it was one of his best clothes.

He was going to Weathervane, even though he knew that his kind of attire didn’t fit a place like that.

He took a cab instead and soon arrived at the restaurant. He stood outside the building for a moment, admiring the outer setting.

The weathervane was among the top five luxurious restaurants in the city. People rated it high for a lot of things. And it’s mostly patronized by people of high class and their dishes are expensive. In one word, whoever can afford Weathervane is a rich man.

out a sigh and moved

and the speaker ran to block

one could guess he was a

restaurant. Why are you questioning me and

him for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter. “Are you kidding me? You

him a confused look. “And why won’t you do

waiter gave him another

followed the path of his gaze and realized he was looking at the clothes he

I will never let you constitute a nuisance here. You will

stared at him, confused. “What is really happening here? Why can’t

before I can guess what you are here to do. And I’m here to stop you!” He snarled at

felt a surge of anger at his words but he decided to stay cool about it as he didn’t want to act a nuisance at such

his phone instead and dialed Alfred’s number. He picked up

Hercules, where

for a mom. “I’m

I’m the boss? Just enter and you will be well

enter because a waiter wouldn’t

give me ten minutes, I will be in Weathervane soon. Please, don’t be offended,” he

nodded. “Alright, I will be expecting,” he finished up and hung

funny. Are you trying to play games here? I’m definitely not going to let you in,” his eyes hardened on

insult but a deep voice from behind him

further as he and

guy. And I think he should struggle and get some money

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