Secretly The Billionaire Boss

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.

walked out with

and motionless for a while as they watched Alfred and Grey advance towards

grip on the cup hardened. “Why didn’t Mr After kill him? It looked to

shocked as you are. Why will they spend such

one can say he was happy. The only thing they didn’t understand was what he was happy about. “Here’s Grey, a son of one of my

What the fuck!” Seth almost yelled out loud but he quickly comported himself. He knew who Alfred was and would never offend him.

also shocked by the revelation and somewhat relieved that her husband wasn’t entirely a pauper.

if that was the case, it only showed that Grey’s father wasn’t as rich as

Alfredo continued. “You should all enjoy

he forgotten I told him that Grey was a criminal? He broked my fucking nose!” He spoke angrily, then looked at Smith. ” What’s going

Alfred.

suddenly gone from his face. He drank his wine comfortably now. He

is wrong?” Smith said again, suddenly. ”

brow at him and looked over at Alfred and the suit he was wearing. It

did they get connected? How could that idiot be someone that

shrugged. ” Like I said earlier, I don’t think he’s really that related. If he was,

content from the cup with him.

start with. If Grey was truly someone he loved, he wouldn’t have left

nodded finally. ” You were right. This is proof that Alfred doesn’t even like Grey