“You will give the club ten million dollars?” Jamal demanded in shock. Grey nodded briefly. “Yes but Giovanni will have to be suspended like I’ve said. If he will come back to this group, then it must be with my permission,” he expressed. The members looked at themselves slowly, they didn’t know what to do at that moment. Gregory got up. “You heard what the president said. Now, it’s time to decide.” Alfred nodded briefly. “Giovanni Is going to get suspended as the president has said.” Grey nodded briefly. “Now that you’ve seen my face, decide who you want to follow.” “Giovanni can’t leave this club. That’s not posible!” Martin protested. “Yes, he can’t!” Some of the members chorused. “Well, he can and he will. Giovanni and his son has done something so shameful. They are currently the talk of the town. I don’t think he should be seen associating with the billionaire club for now or he would tarnish our image,” Jamal voiced out. “You can’t use that against me, Jamal. My son com
Grey sat up, confused for a moment. "Smith Robinson?""Yes, Grey, and I'm aware that Hercules is the owner of this place but what I still don't understand is why you had to lie."Grey sighed. "What are you calling me for? What do you_."Grey was cut off abruptly by Smith."I'm coming for you, Grey. It's my time for revenge. You just wait for me," he finished and hung up.Alfred glanced at him. "Who's that?""Smith Robinson. "Alfred raised skeptical brows at him. "Smith Robinson, the brother of Avery Robinson, your ex-wife?"Grey nodded briefly. "He called to inform me that he's back in town for me."Alfred laughed. "Seriously? That boy is so funny. He wants revenge when you are busy dealing with someone much older than him."Grey joined in the laughter. "That's actually a funny illustration.""Where should I drop you at?"Grey reasoned for a moment. "At my house. I would like a long hot bath."Alfred laughed again. "So, we are having the group meeting in one week?"Grey nodded briefl
"I don't know, Alfred. I hope that won't be the case here but let's see how it goes then. That will determine how it would all go," Grey said truthfully. Alfred sighed. "I understand. I will give you a call later then," he finished and the phone went off. Grey regarded the phone for a moment. What if_ just what if she really had aborted it? Grey didn't want to think about it but he couldn't stop himself from going back to the question and trying to find answers to his questions. The sudden knock on the door jerked him out of his thoughts. He looked back, remembering that Aphrodite was at home. "Come down quickly, Grey. The food is ready. You should come down before it gets cold," she advised. Grey nodded once. "I will be there soon," he affirmed and hurried to have a quick bath. It didn't take long before he was done. Clad in black trousers and a brown t-shirt, he grabbed his phone and walked downstairs. Aphrodite was eating when he joined her. "You couldn't even wait for me."
Grey went into a shocking state for a moment as if he didn’t even hear what Maria said at first or maybe his ears were playing tricks on him. Maria must have definitely said a different thing. It was because he missed Caramel and the fact that he just received news of her disappearance. “What did you just say, Maria?” “A lady is here to see you. In fact, she has been here for a while and has refused to leave until you come back. She told me that she’s Caramel. Yet, I didn’t want her to stay until she told me to call Hercules,” she hesitated. “I knew only a few knew you as one. So, I agreed she must know you. That’s why I’m calling. In fact, she’s in your office,” she explained. Well, it was right as Maria doesn’t know Caramel as his girlfriend. So, there was no way she would guess that they have a connection to each other. “Are you sure it’s really Caramel?” Grey asked, to be sure. “Yes, that’s what she told me and I think she’s telling the truth. Though, she’s really looking so
“Why do you think so?” Grey demanded. Alfred went quiet for a moment. “You know what, I will give you feedback when I get all my facts together. Don’t worry about it,” he assured. Grey nodded once. “Alright. I will talk to you later then.” He finished and hung up. A soft knock sounded on the door. “Hello, boss. This is Maria.” Grey nodded once. “Come inside.” Maria opened the door and walked inside. “I came to submit these files,” she said and placed the files on the table in front of her. “And to also give you feedback concerning David. But-,” she hesitated. “Is everything alright?” Grey released a sigh. “I lost someone that’s like my mother.” “What!” Maria exclaimed softly. “I’m so sorry. Will you take the day off? I mean you shouldn’t even be in this place at this time of the day.” Grey thought for a moment. “I think you are right. I will take the day off,” he took his phone and looked up at Maria. “Let’s talk later, especially about David,” he told her. Maria nodded slight
Grey was shocked for a moment, coupled with confusion. He glanced back at Caramel. She was eating slowly, a bit unusual. Also, Grey noticed that she had been acting a bit weird but he simply thought it was because she just arrived or what she had faced in Seattle. “You think so?” Grey demanded. “I don't think so, I know so. My men are still looking anyway and I would always give you feedback. But I just called you to tell you this. Be very careful with her,” he repeated. Grey sighed, remembering that it was the same thing that Aphrodite actually said. “Did you tell Aphrodite anything about Caramel?” “Well, she was with me when my men were giving me feedback. So, she heard everything,” Alfred revealed. Grey let out a sigh again. “Alright, take care. We will talk later,” he finished and hung up. Grey sighed again, unable to decide on something at that moment. He felt stuffed. He was supposed to be happy that Caramel was back, why was he feeling somehow again? Well, he had to be c
Grey stared for a moment unbelievably. “Hello boss,” Emily called suddenly and Grey jerked out of his thoughts. “Yes, Emily. Is everything alright?” “I was asking if I could come over to your place-,” she demanded. Grey didn’t wait for her to finish what she was saying when he shook his head briefly. “It’s ok. You can do that. I will definitely call you later,” he informed her. Grey hung up and hurried towards the dog. At first, he thought he was asleep but when he looked and checked closely, he realised he was dead. And then, there was an empty plate beside it which meant that it was just done eating the food that he got for it. He squeezed his forehead in concentration. What was happening? Something was really going on. Could the dog have died of food poison? Something was still not going well and Grey found it difficult to think it through. If the dog had died after taking the food, then it meant that it was poisoned. If it was, then who did? Caramel of course? And then, he
"But why would Caramel want to kill you?" Alfred was still shocked. "I thought she used to protect you. I mean she used to love you and would do anything to make sure you are alright?" Grey nodded once. "Yes, she used to be like that. And like you've said, something must have happened. There's no way Caramel would want to kill me," he let out a sigh. "I'm starving. Is there something in your kitchen?" Alfred smiled. "I will just tell Ann to make something for you. What would you like to eat?" "Anything, Alfred. Emily will be here soon. I need her in this plan." he informed him. Alfred nodded once and walked inside. Grey relaxed, his head was calculating quickly. He wondered what Caramel was doing at that moment or what she was currently thinking. He loved her so much and didn't think he would be able to hurt her even if all she wanted was exactly that. The door opened suddenly and Emily walked inside. "Boss." Grey let out a smile. "Glad you are here, I need to explain what the
Avery woke up with a scream. Her head was still banging but she wasn't in the airport anymore.She held onto her temple for a moment.The door opened suddenly and Emily walked inside.“Avery!” She called, with worries written all over her face. “What happened? Are you alright?”Her eyes were shut tightly. “Headache,” she whispered.Emily rushed out of the room suddenly. She rushed inside almost immediately but was accompanied by some doctors.Avery felt a stab of the syringe and suddenly, the pain started to ebb away.“Avery! Are you alright?”Avery opened her eyes and looked at her mother. “Mom, where is Grey?”Emily hesitated briefly. “What about the headache?” She asked instead.Avery looked at the doctor, ignoring her mother's question. “Grey was brought in here, right? The VP of Protos Pubblicita. Where is he? How is he?”One of the doctors regarded her for a moment, then looked at Emily. “Are they_”“He's my husband!” Avery said quickly. “If he's here, I demand to know how he's
“Grey!” Avery yelled again, in despair and pain.The phone dropped from her hand but she barely noticed.She couldn't believe what she had seen. She was actually thinking of surprising Grey by coming to the airport.But since Grey didn't want to see her, she was going to leave. Just seeing him from afar was enough for her.Avery raced closer. Her heart was pounding madly in her chest. “Grey!” She yelled again and felt the tears slide down her cheeks.Then she saw some images flash across her eyes. She saw herself standing beside a car with Grey.A serious headache hit in and he held onto her head a bit to stop the pain.But it worsened.Avery couldn't move as several images flashed across her eyes. The pain in her head got worse.She yelled, much in sadness than in pain. Grey was slipping off her hands and instead of helping, she could not.But it felt like she was starting to remember everything. She was starting to remember everything about Grey.“You ruined my life!” Avery saw her
Avery didn't believe it, couldn't have imagined it. Grey was a nice person. How could he have treated him badly?She felt a purge of sadness. She closed her eyes for a moment and shed unseen tears.“Sean, I need to meet you alone,” she muttered and walked away.Emily and Benjamin stared at her for a moment, confused.Emily turned to look at Sean. “And what are you doing here?” She yelled at him, anger vivid on her face.Sean looked down in guilt. “I'm so sorry. I really am. That's why I'm here. Please,” he beseeched softly and looked up at her again. “That's why I'm here. I really need everyone's forgiveness. I really hope you can forgive me. I've learned my lesson,” he rushed out with a solemn expression.“You_” Emily started but Benjamin cut in quickly.“It's ok,” Ben muttered. “You should go and see Avery. When you guys are done talking, you should see me before you leave.”Sean bowed slightly, with a slight smile on his face. He hurried towards the direction that Avery had gone.He
Avery couldn't stop thinking about all Grey had told her. She still found it hard to believe. How was she married and they weren't intimate?Does it mean she forced him to marry her? But then she wondered why she would do such a thing.She took her phone and placed a call to Sean.He picked it up immediately. “Hi, sister.”“I'm on the way home. So, come over. I won’t wait too much for you,” she finished and hung up immediately.The car pulled into the garage and Avery got down before the engine of the car would even stop.She walked inside the living room.“Ben, have you_” Emily started but stopped suddenly when she saw Avery. Her eyes widened with shock. “Avery!” Joy exploded in her eyes.Avery managed a smile and met her mother midway. They hugged.“Where have you been all these while? Why did you decide to stay away from us all this while?” She sobbed quietly.“I'm sorry,” Avery responded and pulled back to look at her mother fully. “I just need to get myself back. Besides, there a
Avery stood in front of the mirror, with two dresses. She was indecisive about the one to wear. She just freshened up and the only thing she could think of was to go back to the hospital because of Grey.She just wanted to be with him. She didn't want to think of anything else.She eventually decided on the black one, deciding it was a bad idea to be overly dressed when she was in fact going to the hospital.She dabbed some perfumes on herself and eventually walked out of the house. She got inside the car and drove right to a restaurant nearby.She thought of getting Hercules some cakes. Her phone rang suddenly as she walked back to the car. She hesitated briefly, as she took a while to find her. The phone had stopped ringing when she finally found it.She was about to check the caller ID when the phone started ringing again. It was an unknown caller.She hesitated again and contemplated on whether to pick it up or not.She eventually decided to.“Hello?”“Hello, sis!” A familiar de
Charles looked at Grey, still shocked. “Don't tell me you will team up with this good-for-nothing guy? You know he's not to be trusted!”Grey nodded once and looked at him. “I know but you do trust me, right? Just trust me.”Charles regarded him for a moment and slowly released a sigh. “Alright then.”Grey looked at Dylan. “But this teamwork will not work if we don't have the evidence we can pin Giovanni down with,” he explained.“Well, Giovanni is supposed to die, and not be jailed for killing your father.”“Well, I won't need the evidence after Giovanni dies. So, this deal will be useless for me. Besides, Giovanni will not live after killing my father. Don't think I plan on sparing his life.”Dylan laughed. “I like that! I sincerely do!” He muttered, dipped his hand into his pocket, and pulled out a phone. “It's here, everything on the watch,” he revealed, placed it on the bed beside Grey, and smiled slightly. “I will be in Jacksonville soon. We will talk then,” he finished, got up,
“Well, let him come,” Grey decided and looked at Avery. “I'm done with the food. Thank you, I really appreciate it,” he said with a smile.Avery nodded once and packed the lunch boxes. “I will leave then so that you and Dylan can speak.”Grey nodded. “Alright. Take care of yourself.”Avery smiled slightly and walked out eventually.Charles turned to Grey. “I will kill him today if he tries to act sneaky!” He swore.Grey smiled slightly. “Just calm down and let's hear him first.”Charles groaned inwardly and pulled a chair for himself to sit. “I'm seriously going to kill him!” He promised.Grey laughed and his phone made a beep. It was a message from Avery. He read through and looked at Charles.“Dylan is here,” he announced.Charles nodded several times as if it was taking every ounce of his strength to keep calm.A soft knock sounded on the door. The door opened almost immediately and Dylan pushed his head inside, a wide smile on his face.“Hi everyone!” He said with sarcasm.“You be
“Are you sure?” Grey nodded once, with a soft smile. “Yes, I am. I will handle him. So, you just stay calm,” he responded and dialed Charles's number.Avery nodded once. “I will call him back then.”Grey nodded again. “But tell him I would like to choose the venue. If he's not agreeing with that, then I won't see him,” he muttered and looked at the phone screen only to discover Charles had picked it up.“Hi Charles,” he said into the receiver and relaxed back on the bed.“Grey, where have you been?”“Well,” he smiled softly. He would have never thought he was going to get so sick. He hadn't gotten so sick in a long time that it felt like he was immortal, immune.“I got sick Charles. In fact, I'm currently at the hospital.”“Damn! Send me the address. I will be there now,” he assured and the line went off.Grey looked at Avery and caught her staring. He smiled. “What did the doctor say is wrong with me?”“Well, I will tell you that while you eat. You haven't eaten since morning.”Grey
Consciousness returned to Grey slowly and his gaze searched around.Where was he?A slight headache hit in. He groaned and reached for his head.“Are you alright?” A soft voice asked suddenly.He looked up at a pair of brown eyes. Wait, a nurse?“Yes, just a slight headache,” he responded.The nurse smiled down at him. “You will be fine with this,” she assured and raised a syringe. She regarded him for another moment before she injected him.Grey didn't flinch. It was as if nothing penetrated him. Well, a lot had penetrated him before. What more could a syringe do?“Wow, I'm impressed,” the nurse smiled.Grey didn't really remember anything. In fact, the headache was making it difficult for him. But then, the pain ebbed away slowly as the nurse had said.“Where am I?” He said and groaned inwardly. “I know this is a hospital. I'm sorry for that stupid question.”The nurse laughed.He did as well. “I mean how did I get here?”“Well, your girlfriend brought us here. She stepped out a few