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.

walked out with Alfred,

and Smith speechless and motionless for a while as they watched Alfred and

eyes went wide. “What the fuck!’ he muttered thickly while his grip on the cup hardened. “Why didn’t

as shocked as you are. Why will they spend such a long time in the

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

but he quickly comported himself. He knew who Alfred was and would never offend him. He looked at Smith quickly. “How did the low life

was also shocked by the revelation and somewhat relieved that her husband wasn’t entirely a pauper. Though, it was still surprising that Grey was living in the kind of house that he

only showed that Grey’s father wasn’t as rich as the

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

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 at Smith. ” What’s going to happen to us

“Grey isn’t that intimate with Alfred. There’s no possible way he could be. Who knows,

as well and the shock was suddenly gone from his face. He drank his wine

Smith said again, suddenly. ” Alfred is walking away. That means he’s not interested

and the suit he was

How could that idiot be someone that

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

the whole content from the cup with

If Grey was truly someone he loved, he wouldn’t

This is proof that Alfred doesn’t even

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