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.

sigh and moved towards

to block him from entering

one could guess he was a

to enter the restaurant. Why are you questioning me and why are

moment and suddenly burst into laughter. “Are you kidding me? You seriously

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

waiter gave

of his gaze and realized he was looking

let you constitute a nuisance here. You

confused. “What is really happening here? Why can’t

here to do. And I’m here to stop you!” He snarled at him. “I don’t know why all these poor people think

his words but he decided to stay cool about

phone instead and dialed Alfred’s number. He picked

where are

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

to do that when I’m the boss? Just enter and you will be well attended to. Also, I

dirty glares. “I couldn’t enter because a waiter wouldn’t let me,” he reported. “I was even mocked by him and he had kept

that be?” He boomed angrily. “Just give me ten minutes, I will be in Weathervane

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

eyes hardened on

his insult but a

further as he

just some struggling guy. And I think he should struggle and

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