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

one could

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

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

confused look. “And why

gave

the path of his gaze and realized he was looking

familiar with people of your caliber. I will never let you constitute a nuisance here. You will never enter!”

here? Why can’t I enter the restaurant? Do

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

a surge of anger at his words but he decided to stay cool about it as he didn’t

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

Hercules, where are

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

enter and you will be well attended to. Also, I will be at

couldn’t enter because a waiter wouldn’t

the fuck! What stupid waiter could that be?” He boomed angrily. “Just give me ten

I will be expecting,”

going to let you in,” his eyes hardened on him. “And you are only bluffing. You didn’t call anyone and

opened his mouth to counter his insult but

further as he and Nora walked to

is just some struggling guy. And I think he should struggle and get some money before he thinks