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 stared down at the list, then back at her. "Were you the one that handed me this list right now? I seemed to have forgotten."
Jane studied him for a moment. " I have you the list but_," she was cut off by Grey.
"Miss position_," he started innocently.
"Jane," she corrected quickly, angry at his lack of hindsight.
Grey nodded quickly, not really interested in her name. He knew that she doesn't love him and he doesn't even love her ass.
"You brought the list. There must be a reason why you did. I sincerely don't want to know the reason," he stood up. " I've just selected what I wanted."
Jane regarded him for a moment. "Very well then Mr. Grey. I will need to collect some of your information. And your office will be ready tomorrow," she gave his clothes a deep scrutiny but she didn't dare talk.
Grey nodded again and finally left the company. Smith wanted outside when he got out. Though, he wondered what he was doing there at that moment.
Exhaling a relief sigh outside the company, Grey knew that he needed some things as the new manager. He would need to get some suits and perhaps change his phone as well.
And that would also mean touching the money that Alfred had given him.
He got home in no time and took the cheque. His in-laws were around. So, Grey knew he would have to sleep over at Robinson's house that night as well. The sad thing was that he might have to sleep at the servant quarter again.
Well, he needed to prove to his in-laws that he was the best son-in-law ever.
The bank wasn't far away. In fact, everyone at the bank knew him very well because he was always making deliveries for them.
Aside from that, the next thing he realized was that they were used to being partial. And they would always talk down to him at any time they desired to.
It was something Grey had to get used to, to survive of course.
"Look who we've got here," Peter teased. He was actually the number one nemesis of Grey. He was a banker and well, the main man around here. He wasn't a millionaire but he was rich on average and of good looks.
Though, he was still no match for Grey's handsomeness. What Grey needed was money.
"Hi," Grey reciprocated and walked closer with the cheque in his hand.
"Why aren't you with your uniform today?" Jessica teased and glanced up at him.
Grey tried not to waver as he walked closer to Peter. "I need to withdraw some money."
"On the counter?" Peter raised skeptical brows. Grey stared and didn't even reply. " Do you know that only a huge amount of money is withdrawn on the counter?"
" I'm not withdrawing here_," he stated but was immediately cut off by Jessica's shriek of laughter.
" Grey is always funny, are you just aware?" She looked back at the customer in front of her.
Grey looked at Jessica, then back at Peter. "I'm demanding to see your manager because my money is too huge to be settled on the counter," he muttered.
" Is this Walt Disney?" Peter laughed again. "You are fucking making me laugh. I haven't really laughed this morning," he teased even harder.
Grey felt another stab of annoyance. People were always downgrading him wherever he went. It was like they never saw anything good in him.
No, they were just too blind to see that he was Hercules.
"Peter, get me to the manager's office or I will find my way right there!" He threatened lightly.
“No need. Just let me check your cheque, I don’t want to get myself trouble if you’re playing with us.” Peter sartized.
“Go ahead. Just keep your mouth shut.” Grey responded.
Peter took the cheque to his position, although he knew it was impossible that Grey had such big amount of money, he should check it.
“Ah Ha! An account can’t be found? Definitely a fake one!” Peter shouted, it was impossible that he had no authority to find this account, so the only possibility was the cheque was fake.
He knew Grey was a loser since the day that he started working as a delivery man. He even heard that he was an orphan. So, Peter could never think high of him for a bit.
“Now, is there anything to say, loser?” Peter smirked, waited for a moment and tore the cheque into pieces.
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
Avery's eyes showed how angry she was, in fact, it looked as though she was in a rage, with eyes almost turning red. She picked up her phone and turned to leave the living room. Grey walked after her. "I can help you with the problem you are facing," he blurted out but quickly regretted it. Avery turned to look at him again, with eyes filled hatred. " Stop saying nonsense, Grey. There's absolutely nothing you can do." " But I have a job now. I'm now a manager in Alfred's company, " he declared. " Oh," she smirked. " Do you think that shows your position is permanent? Alfred might treat you well today but he might get fed up with you tomorrow. He might discard you like trash! Don't you get it?" She explained. Grey regarded her for a moment. "He can't," he pointed out. Avery sighed. "How the heck did I end up with you Grey? How did you get inside my room? How did you ruin my life?" She screamed the last part. " You are useless, you don't have a family, no parents, and nothing. Dam
Emma was quick to pull out of the trance and tell Grey that there was nothing he could do for Avery especially because her right as the heir to her grandfather's properties have been taken away from her.Benjamin was still in shock and although he had little trust in Grey, wished he could actually help out."Let's go," Grey turned towards Avery and noticed a drop of tears on Avery's cheek.Avery went silent for a moment as if thinking about something. Then she slowly turned to look at him, her gaze already cold. "Go where? You must be insane!" She spat out, took her bag, and walked angrily out of the room.Grey rushed after her. "Hey, Avery!" He called, then stopped when she stopped in front of Grey's car and gave it deep scrutiny. "This is your car?" She asked with confusion.Grey smiled and walked closer to her. "Yes, it's mine. Do you want me to give you a ride?"Avery scoffed. " In this thing? That looks like something from the bin?" She spoke in a voice that showed how disgusted