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

voice stopped him suddenly and the speaker ran to block

one could

then twice. “I’m trying to enter the restaurant. Why are you

waiter stared at him for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter. “Are you

confused look.

waiter gave

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

people of your caliber. I will never let you constitute a nuisance here.

Why

don’t need to know you before I can guess what you are here to do. And I’m here to stop you!” He snarled at him. “I don’t know why

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

instead and dialed Alfred’s

Hercules, where

“I’m in front of Weathervane. Have you booked

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

a waiter

me ten minutes,

I will be expecting,”

Are you trying to play games here? I’m definitely not going to let you in,” his eyes hardened on him. “And you are only bluffing. You didn’t call anyone and there’s no fucking way

opened his mouth to counter his insult but a deep voice from behind

further as

think he should struggle and