Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 355: A taste

"I will leave if that's what you want,'” Grey said quickly before Dave would call his full name. Dave squeezed his face in concentration.

'What's going on? Why would he leave?"

"Mr. Dave, I would say you shouldn't worry about it. The security guards will do the job of riding us off the nuisance.’ One of the salespeople responded. Dave almost saw red.

"What? Was that the question I asked you? This place belonged to my friend and I'm seriously going to tell him to fire the three of you!’ He yelled in anger.

"B_but," one of the salespeople started but Dave cut her off.

“But what?" He looked at the security guards.

"Are you still blocking his way?”

He dipped into his pocket for his phone and placed a call to his friend. He took some steps apart to talk so that no one else would hear him.

‘Can you believe what just happened in your store? Your salespeople and security guards just harassed someone they aren't supposed to,” he confessed.

"What do you mean?" Samson was Dave's close friend but he doesn't live in Which was why he wasn't in the billionaire club.

"They just harassed our billionaire boss,’ he informed.

of flash

You had better find something to do

hand were confused after what Dave had said. They

doing?” Smith

still waiting for?* He yelled in

fool!" He stressed and gestured at Grey that was now

the money that age would

angrier and they secretly promised to make Grey pay the hardest way. So, they looked at themselves, nodded, and advanced toward Grey at

had escaped the first punch took a

Mr. Dave to get back. I don't think we should force him out." The other two security guards ignored him and pulled at Grey. This time, Grey freed himself and let them drag him

"Stop the

was the manager.

you think you are doing?" The manager yelled

guards finally let Grey go and they

I

after Mr. Dave had warned you to let him go?" Smith was standing in shock. "Do you even know who this guy is? He's the most useless and poor man ever to live on this

"Can you get this idiot out of this

yelled out. One

Do you know who I am or how many clothes I buy? You all literally earn from me!" He

aside, you are never to step feet inside this store again. The moment you do, we will have to meet in court,’ the manager explained as the

you alright, boss?” The salespeople exchanged glances at the fact that Dave was referring