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?

.

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.

group away from him. Maybe if he hadn’t,

to keep a low profile. He had a job as a delivery man which would be the best cover

imagine that the famous Hercules’son is a delivery

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 right

on his

smirk the moment he walked

they got. And seeing that Chris was a full worker that earned more than he does, he didn’t

for work,”

if he just joked about something. “Anyway, the boss will like to see you. But where the fuck did you

boss’s office. Replying to Chris

“Good morning boss,” he whispered with

before I force you

review a robust man in his sixties,

boss. Chris said you wanted to see me,”

is good about the morning, Grey? Why were you

He hadn’t really thought of an excuse to

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

your baubles! Just leave this company, Grey.

He was actually expecting him to fire him

since he had some scores to settle with Seth, he would always find a way to humiliate him wherever he went. He knew that Seth must have

he wasn’t absent the day before, then Philip wouldn’t

going to leave your company but you

” You must be dreaming if you think that would happen. You don’t deserve a penny and you

Are you kidding right now? I worked for

that,” Philip hissed and picked up the telephone. He pressed some buttons. “Hey! Get your men inside my office right

the door burst open and eight men walked

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