Chapter 7: steel he’s made of

Avery refused to talk with Grey until the end of the party and they were heading towards the car.

Avery stopped walking and turned to look at Grey. “I hope you know there’s no fucking way I will come home with you. I can’t live in a house like that,” she snapped.

Grey watched her for a moment. “I’m your husband after all, why can’t you?” He teased.

Avery scoffed. ” Seriously? Is this because my grandfather gave me to you on a platter of gold? I’m sure you know my worth.”

” But we are married now. Should there still be any barrier?” Grey probed deeper.

” How the fuck did you get on my bed in the first place?” She asked angrily.

Grey sighed. ” I wanted to ask you the same thing.”

” Well, I don’t care. You should find something to do with that. I’m out of here,” she said tiredly. One of her guardians opened the door for her and she entered.

Grey watched her until she was out of sight. He sighed and looked down at his ring.

What if he hadn’t worn the ring to the party?

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The alarm rang and jotted Grey out of his trances. He turned on the bed and eventually collided with the floor with a sudden thud.

He sat up and rubbed his arm slightly. He had dreams about himself, John and his father.. And it still pained him to realize that they were gone and he would never be able to see them again.

But he was somehow grateful for Alfred for he did all he could to make sure that the business empire did excellently and the mafia group didn’t break. And now that he was back, it was his turn to continue the work they had started.

keep the mafia group away from him. Maybe if he hadn’t, he might still be

low profile. He had a job as a delivery man which would

Hercules’son is a delivery man? It

ready for work. He still had the cheque that Alfred wrote for him but he had no idea how to make use of it just yet. He was going to wait for the

the delivery company on his bike. He arrived on

a smirk the moment he walked to the

was always embarrassing him at any free chance that they

for work,”

something. “Anyway, the boss will like to see you.

boss’s office. Replying to Chris would be

the door and knocked slowly. “Good morning boss,” he whispered with his head

I

a robust man in his sixties, staring at him with such intensity that could

said you wanted to see me,” Grey tried his best

hands in front of him. “What is good about the morning, Grey? Why were you

really thought

mouth to say something. ” I’ve always known that you were this good-for-nothing pauper. How dare you do business

Just leave this company, Grey. You are fired!” He

was actually expecting him to fire

to settle with Seth, he would always find a way to humiliate him wherever he

absent the day before, then Philip wouldn’t have

alright. I am going to leave your company but you are going

dreaming if you think that would happen. You don’t deserve a penny

right now? I worked for this!

the telephone. He pressed some buttons. “Hey! Get your men inside my office

talking when the door

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