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 news

had better find something to

what Dave had said. They

you doing?” Smith

still waiting for?* He yelled in frustration. The salesperson looked at

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

like the oldest said suddenly. She had started to think of the money that age would get from Smith.

ordered the security. The security men hesitated, they were still in pain. This actually got them angrier and they secretly promised to make Grey pay the hardest way. So,

the first punch took

I don't think we should force him out." The other two

"Stop the bullshit

ordered suddenly. It was the manager. The

do you think you are doing?" The

him?" The security guards finally let Grey go and they turned

I mean

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

this idiot out of this store first?" The manager nodded briefly at

out. One of the security guards

doing? Do you know who I am or how many clothes I buy? You all literally earn from me!" He was fueled with rage at that

store again. The moment you do, we will have to meet in court,’ the manager explained

salespeople exchanged glances at the fact that