He moved closer nevertheless. "I will take a cab," he told him.
Alfred nodded in understanding. "I will see you soon right?"
"Oh yes," Grey smiled. "I lost my job and I need another. So, I'm thinking your company can actually serve well by hiding who I am."
" Great," Alfred opined. " You can come to P.K corporation tomorrow. I will definitely find a suitable position for you."
" Thanks, I will leave then," he announced again.
" Wait then," he opened his car and retrieved a wine bottle. " Here's Diva Vodka and it's worth one million dollars. I think you should give it to your in-laws since you will be seeing them for the first time."
Grey took the wine bottle and handled it like an egg. Then, he looked up at Alfred again. "Thank you so much."
Alfred flashed him a bright smile. "My pleasure, Hercules."
He got a cab and left even before Alfred did. He suddenly developed sweaty palms while thinking about his in-laws.
The car pulled up in front of the big house and Grey's heart skipped a beat. He finally summoned the courage to walk in after a few minutes of taking the breathing exercise.
A couple was sitting close together on the sofa and Grey didn't need anyone to tell him that they were Avery's parents.
Actually, there was a striking resemblance between the three. If Grey had met them elsewhere, he would have easily linked them with Avery.
They looked up at him the moment he walked in. Grey gave them his best smile as he walked nearer.
"Greetings, my respectful in-laws," he said politely. "I got this wine for you!" He stretched out the vodka.
Benjamin stared up at Grey for a moment before he took the wine from him.
"Oh seriously?" Emma hissed and looked away.
Benjamin studied the wine. "Oh my, this is a very expensive wine. And very tasting as well," he smiled.
“Ha! What kind of expensive wine could this rag afford? It’s either fake or just stolen from others.” Emma shouted.
Grey didn’t know how to explain, tell them it was a gift from Alfred, the richest guy in the city? No one would buy that.
" I don't really get what's happening right here. Is he here to bribe us for raping my daughter? Now a thief as well?" Emma boomed.
Grey let out a sigh. " I'm sorry ma'am but it wasn't a rape nor a theft."
"Oh, yes!" She snapped. "You intentionally slept with her so she could take you out of your poverty state? Right? Or you deem yourself fit to be with a sexy and beautiful girl like Avery?"
Grey felt a stab of annoyance at her words. He wondered why no one was thinking through his point of view. He slept with Avery, fine! But he couldn't even remember how it happened. Would he have done something like that if he knew?
But he didn't want to say anything. The last thing he would ever do was get his in-law upset.
"Oh, you can't talk? Cat got your tongue?”Emma continued, screaming the word as if she would wake the whole house.
Grey kept shut and stared down at the marble floor. He didn't know how he was supposed to reply. The woman looked as though she wouldn't even believe any explanation he made.
"You little son of a bitch! You this pauper!" She stressed out, anger vivid in her eyes.
Benjamin glanced at Grey again, amazed that he was keeping it cool while Emma was abusing him. So, he tapped Emma slightly. "I think you should stop. It's ok."
Emma stopped talking and looked away but there was still evidence of annoyance in her eyes. If only she could have her ways, she might abuse Grey till the next morning.
Benjamin looked up at Grey." sit, young man," he offered and Grey complied, with a grateful heart. Emma was still fuming beside Benjamin.
"So, we've already discovered what had happened. Though Avery still can't tell what had really happened. And I must say it was a great misunderstanding, though the fact that you and Avery are getting married can't be changed."
Grey nodded. Getting married was the best of his life anyways. If it wasn't for Avery, he wouldn't have met Alfred. That aside, proving to Avery’s family that he wasn’t a nobody was a way to prove to everyone that he was somebody. If he walked away at this point, he would forever be ridiculed by the Robinson.
"So, what do you do for a living? And where do you work?" Benjamin asked softly.
Grey looked up at him. " I was actually fired today," he forced the words out of his mouth even though they were very difficult. It was awkward anyways.
Benjamin nodded briefly. "But you should find a nice job real soon or you won't be qualified to marry my daughter," he stated.
Grey nodded his head. " Agreed sir," he said with a smile on his face.
Benjamin nodded as well. " Then, you are free to leave."
Grey stood up and took a short bow before he turned to walk away.
" See this dead meat!" Emma struck suddenly as if she had been polishing her armor for another attack. "Look at how confident he is. How can a pauper be so confident? What the heck is this guy feeding you with, Benjamin? Will it be possible for him to get a nice job?" She asked amazingly. Her voice actually pulled Grey to a sudden stop.
He turned around to look at her. "I am confident," he reassured with a nice smile and a boldness that amazed Benjamin.
"Will you give me a chance to prove I am qualified to marry Avery if I can get a nice job?"
Benjamin laughed out loud. " He has some courage and I love that!" He complimented. "He's bluffing!" Emma hinted. "Well, you asked for it. Prove to us that you weren't a pauper that wanted some solace."Grey's smile widened. He was Hercules after all.Grey smiled, flashing them his neatly arranged set of white teeth. He was confident anyway since he had already discussed it with Alfred. And he was certain that Alfred would let him work with him for as long as he wanted. He was his boss after all. He turned around again, leaving Avery's parents on the seat before he walked deeper into the house. He knew he couldn't go back to his house and would have to pass the night at Avery's house. Also, he didn't know where Avery's room was, he only followed his instincts, coupled with the conversation of the maids that he eavesdropped on before walking inside the living room. He stopped before the door and knocked on it. It took a moment before the door opened. As Grey was about to step in
Grey stared harder at the list but he couldn't avoid the dirty stare that the secretary was giving him as if he was some sort of bug. He ignored her. He was supposed to act undercover anyways. He stared harder at the list and realized that some were starred. He looked up at the secretary and she turned around quickly to avoid his gaze. "The starring_," he dragged, really not interested in explaining. "Those stars mean that we don't have a vacancy for it," she turned around again and faked a smile. " Will you like coffee or tea?" Grey ignored her as well and felt her body go rigid. She seemed to have gotten angry. "I will be the manager," he said finally and placed the file on the table to look up at the secretary. "But," she started, with a dark frown on her face. "You saw that it was occupied already." "Yes, I did. I asked you," he said softly. " So, why occupy a position that has been occupied? Are you going to demote the employee?" Grey watched her for a moment and star
Grey's eyes nearly went out of their socket. "What the fuck did you just do?" He yelled at him.He didn’t believe the cheque was a fake one, he trusted Alfred.But why was the cheque invalid? Would Alfred have given him a fake cheque? Was he supposed to doubt him?Well, his father's friend had betrayed his father. What's there to know? Though, the fear of it was more than finding it out.Peter scoffed and turned towards Jessica. "Call the securities right now and get this guy out of this place!" “Using a fake check, I’ll call the police and charge you with fraud!” Peter laughed. The door behind them opened quickly and Grey bent to pack the pieces of the cheque. His hands shuddered beside him as he clenched his fist in anger. The securities moved nearer to him and he contemplated quickly on what to do. The door opened before he could do anything and a familiar deodorant filled the air. Grey was very angry now and all he wanted to do was punch Peter in the face, even though he might
“It was Mr.Alfred who wrote it! Do you think you have authority to check the information on this cheque?”Jayden yelled.Peter looked up at him as if he couldn't quite believe the word coming out of his mouth. "What did you just say I should do?""I don't like repeating myself Peter and you know it!" Jayden said strongly." If you are unable to make it as whole and new as it's always been, then you will be sacked," Gregory moved to sit but still looked up at him. " I'm going to give you an hour."Grey stared at them, surprised. Actually, he wondered how many workers he actually had. And wondered how many he was still supposed to meet as the elders.Peter looked over at Gregory as if he still couldn't believe what was happening. Then, back at Jayden, with a blank expression. But he knew with Jayden's facial expression that he meant business. He wondered however why they were helping the delivery man. Slowly, he bent down to pick the pieces. He turned to leave but stopped slightly to l
Grey whipped his head towards the ladies. Didn't they just mention his name?He chuckled. He couldn't just control it. The ladies were talking about him and they didn't even know. So hilarious! The ladies turned towards him like he was a joker. "Why did you laugh?" "I didn't laugh, I chuckled," Grey corrected with sarcasm. The first lady gave him a dirty stare. "Whatever! All I want to know is why you did that thing you just did. What is so funny in what we are discussing?" Grey scoffed. " You are discussing seducing someone when you should be discussing prospering. That's gold-digging!" The lady placed her hands over her waist. " Hey, cut it! We are discussing one of your fellow mates. Isn't Grey Fox a man like you? He can afford what you can't. He can buy your kind of man a hundredfold." Grey laughed again. " No, he can't," he shook his head slightly. Just as he was about to tell them who he was, a car pulled up in the parking space and a man in Gucci clothes got down. "It's
Caramel sighed."I'm going to take very good care of you," he continued. "This guy doesn't deserve you a bit," he glanced at Grey. "He looked like a loser, and losers shouldn't be with girls as prettier as you," he explained proudly." What the fuck are you doing?" Grey was already boiling in rage.The man turned to look at him. "You are not worthy of her and you know that. Perhaps you only want to snitch off her."Fine! That was the height of it!" Grey muttered as he stood up.Before the man could blink, Grey's fist collided with his face and sent him reeling backward. "What the fuck!" Everyone gasped around him, however, Grey wasn't done. He was fuming with rage as he moved nearer and pulled him up by his collar. There was blood on his nose already. "What the fuck did you say I was? The likes of you need to be punished!" He muttered and ducked a blow in his stomach. The man puffed out blood. "What the fuck! He's going to kill him!" A voice yelled from the crowd and Grey finally
Grey made a quick contemplation in his head. He needed no one to tell him what would happen to the guys that went out of the bar a few minutes ago. "Grey!" Caramel yelled suddenly, jerking Grey out of his thoughts. He blinked once and stared up at her. "Yes, what were you saying?" Caramel sighed. "Are you lying to my friend?" Grey shook his head. " No, but I think I have a place to be now. And don't forget that I'm your friend's husband and I need to hurry home now or she might think I'm cheating." Caramel chuckled. " Why would she think like that? She doesn't even like you." Grey sighed and got up. " I know but I have to leave right now. Can I drop you off?" Caramel managed a nod and finally stood up after much hesitation. " We should meet some other time." Grey took the opposite street and glanced back at the men running in the background. "Where's your house?" He asked his eyes on the road ahead of him, as well as the rear mirror. "Just drop me off over there," she gestu
The drive back to Lucy's house was slow and quiet. Grey still felt pains in his hands from having to beat fifty men. It was something he hadn't done for a long time. He pulled up in front of the house and inhaled a deep breath before he got down. He walked inside the house, slowly. "I don't know if there's anything we can do about it then. Hopefully, we should wish that Ken would talk to Alfred, perhaps he could help," Benjamin muttered. " We need to have the King's Corp support if we want to do this. Perhaps, we should ask the help of foxgreen holdings," Emma suggested. " No mom! There's no fucking way we will try to meet Hercules. No one has ever seen him," Avery argued. " Perhaps Chris would help us then," Emma said finally, with a hint of defeat. "Well, I will gladly finalize your marriage. What has Grey done for us anyway?" She sneered. Grey walked inside, wondering what was really happening. From what he heard, it seemed like Avery's company was having issues. "Greeti