Chapter 6: Who is he really?

Avery looked over at the direction from where Grey went with worries written all over her. She wondered what was happening inside and why Grey was taking a while before he came out.

Seth laughed suddenly. “Seemed like the small boy was getting a taste of his medicine already.”

Smith joined in. ” It’s just a pity he wasn’t even able to enjoy his wife before his death,” Smith teased.

Avery’s heart skipped a beat at their words. Well, it was something Alfred could do.

“Come on! Mr Alfred doesn’t tolerate rags like him. He’s not going to be left alive,” Seth suddenly took a glass of juice. He sipped it and laughed again. ” Somehow the weather is good.”

“Come on!” Smith feigned seriousness. “It’s bad weather afterall. A dog would die!”

They both burst into laughter while Avery felt her feet gone cold. Her body shuddered at the fact that she was turning into a widow just a day after she was proclaimed married.

“Don’t call my husband a dog!” Avery retaliated. She couldn’t take it anymore.

Smith looked over at her. “What is he then? I bet dogs are even better than him. And Alfred can recognize that from miles away.”

“Yes,” Seth supported. “Who doesn’t know that Alfred doesn’t take nonsense! Grey was a criminal anyways and deserved to die,” he made a little smile, feeling pride in himself.

The door opened suddenly and every direction turned towards it.

out with Alfred,

Smith speechless and motionless for a while as they watched Alfred

he muttered thickly while his grip on the cup hardened. “Why didn’t Mr After kill him? It looked to me that he didn’t even touch

as you are. Why will they spend such a

when he was closer to them, with a bright smile on his face. Actually, one can say he was happy. The only

he quickly comported himself. He knew who Alfred was and would never

revelation and somewhat relieved that her husband wasn’t entirely a pauper. Though, it was still surprising that Grey was living in the

case, it only showed that Grey’s

continued. “You should all enjoy the party,” he announced

What the fuck just happened? Mr Alfred isn’t even sending him out again! Has he forgotten I told him that Grey was a criminal? He broked my fucking nose!” He spoke angrily, then looked

intimate with Alfred.

suddenly gone from his face. He drank his wine comfortably now. He watched as Alfred disappeared through the

suddenly. ” Alfred is

the suit

did they get connected? How could that idiot

that related. If he was, do you think Alfred wouldn’t have kicked us out?”

from the cup with

it seemed like Alfred doesn’t even like him a bit. Perhaps he hated him to start with. If Grey was truly someone he loved, he wouldn’t have

right. This is proof that Alfred doesn’t even like

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