Secretly The Billionaire Boss

“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.

let out a sigh and moved towards the

speaker ran to block him from entering the restaurant. “What

attire, one could guess

blinked once, then twice. “I’m trying to enter the restaurant. Why

burst into laughter. “Are you kidding me? You seriously think I was going to let

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

gave him

the path of his gaze and realized he

familiar with people of your caliber. I will never let you constitute a

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

And I’m here to stop you!” He snarled at him. “I don’t know why all these poor people think you can steal meals at every restaurant. Weathervane isn’t

stay cool about it as he didn’t want to act a nuisance at such a

and dialed Alfred’s number. He picked

Hercules, where

at the waiter for a mom. “I’m in front of Weathervane. Have

boss? Just enter and you

couldn’t enter because a waiter wouldn’t let me,” he reported.

me

will be expecting,” he finished

I’m definitely not going to let you in,” his eyes hardened on him. “And you are only bluffing.

his mouth to counter his insult but a deep voice from behind him stopped

poor ex-boyfriend,” Seth mocked further as he

giggled. “He’s never my boyfriend. He is just some struggling guy. And I think he should struggle and get some money before he thinks he could have a