Avery was ready a few minutes before 8 and was patiently waiting for Grey.The stylist who she later knew to be Cara, hasn't gotten back to her even though she gave her a number that she could contact. Well, maybe she hasn't seen anything about Grey.But Avery was anxious about it. She couldn't wait to know what was really happening.A soft knock sounded on the door and Avery was certain that it was David. She took her bag and walked out of the room.It was really David. She didn't say anything as she walk past him after throwing the car keys at him.She was inside the car before Grey would move closer."Good morning," Grey muttered as he got behind the wheel."I don't see anything good in the morning," Avery muttered and stared out through the window. Grey noticed the change in her mood. "Is everything alright?""We are seeing an important investor. You should drive. I don't want to be late.""Avery?" Grey called softly but no answer came from Avery. He changed his mind about starti
"You do?" Avery raised a skeptical brow at him. "How much do you even know? How much do you know that makes you despise me so much?"All the things that Avery had done to him during their marriage, sprang to his lips but he bit them back quickly. Truly, Avery really made him go through a lot. All the pain have transformed into anger in him but he wasn't going to take it up. He didn't even have it on his agenda. The only thing he didn't want was to get close to her. He didn't want it."I don't despise you, Avery. What got you upset?""You don't? How can you say that when the evidence is so crystal clear like daytime? Have I done so wrong than asking you to work for me?"Grey watched her for a moment. " You forced me to work for you.""Is that it? Is that why you hate me so much?" She asked but Grey didn't respond. "Answer me, David!" She yelled. "Is it because I forced you to work for me, is that why you hate me so much?"Grey sighed. "Let's leave this place. We can talk about this els
Giovanni’s phone rang suddenly. He regarded the number on the screen for a moment before he dropped it. It stopped ringing, only for it to start ringing again. With a sigh, Giovanni picked it up.“Hello, who is this?”“Boss, it is Philip. Do you remember me now?”Giovanni thought for a moment as he tried to remember where he had heard the name from. He remembered almost immediately, the spy he planted at some of the special members’ side, at the members that were used to moving and thinking together.But his calling actually meant a lot of things. They haven’t spoken since forever. “Yes, I do now. Is anything wrong?”“Yes, boss. There’s something I need to inform you of.”“Yes, go ahead.”“A suspicious man came to see the special members yesterday. I think it's Italy's billionaire president.”Giovanni stood up. “What? Are you sure about that? I mean I heard that Italy isn’t participating in this contest. How come one of them met with the special members?”“I told you what I saw, boss
"I guess that's sealed then," Grey muttered and everyone shook their heads."You will be coming with Miss Avery?""Yes, that means you should watch out for her. The moment you see her, be assured that I am near even if you can't really see me," he informed them."But, I have an objection," Douglas said suddenly. "Having the announcement in Jacksonville isn't really the problem. The problem is if Grey would gain entrance. If anything happens, we might be forced to change the names," he explained. "Are you sure you can do this? Or should we change the venue?"Grey shook his head briefly. "It's ok. Jacksonville is the best for this. Choosing another venue doesn't mean that Giovanni wouldn't pull up his tricks. I will just find a way to get rid of him, trust me, I will.".Avery had sweaty hands as she waited for David. She had no idea what the members were telling Grey but she believed it was for her safety.The members were men, and so was Grey. It was only normal they told Grey. He cou
Avery walked inside the salon and scanned the place for the stylist. She was nowhere in sight, so Avery used the opportunity to sit.She placed a call to her however and she picked it up immediately. "Hi, good morning. Where are you?""I'm at the salon. How can we meet and discuss?""Just do as if you want to go to the restroom, I will meet you," she explained and hung up.Avery cleared her throat meaningfully and looked at one of the stylists around. "Where's the restroom, please?""There, just go straight. You will see it."Avery stood and bowed slightly. "Thank you," she muttered and followed the direction that was explained. She entered the restroom, her gaze searching around quickly for the stylist."Looking for me?" A soft voice said suddenly behind her.Avery turned to look at the stylist, a smile on her face. "Should we go elsewhere to discuss? Are you sure you are ok here?"The stylist nodded briefly. "Besides, what I'm about to tell you was gotten through dubious means. I h
"Are you sure about this?"The man nodded once. "I can help you and you won't regret it. I promise."Grey regarded him for a moment. "If you try something funny, I will kill you.""Alright. You can do anything you want to me if I deceive you but I've made up my mind already.""No prob, I will be watching," he walked out of the room and shut it. Charles was still in the living room, waiting for him. Grey moved closer to him."Get the guy initiated in our men. He has a perfect way of infiltrating Giovanni's security. I think I'm going to need him on the announcement day," he explained.Charles shook his head briefly. "I don't think that's actually nice. We can't trust him. He's one of Giovanni's men.""Well, you don't need to trust him. Just trust me. I will handle everything else," he assured..Avery had already prepared a perfect plan to get to the root of the matter. She was going to use her wit to check who David really was.She couldn't take chances as she didn't even know when D
"I'm so sorry! I'm really sorry!" Avery rushed the words as she felt anxious and regretful. Maybe she shouldn't have gone with such a bad plan.Grey didn't reply, his right hand on the steering while the other one was still holding the cup. Instead, he found a nice spot to park the car.He looked at Avery, his expression was somehow frightening, even for Avery. Avery felt he was going to scold her like usual.Instead, he reached for her right hand and stared down at it. "Are you hurt?" His deep voice almost brought tears to Avery's eyes.Here she was thinking that he was angry at her when he was merely worried about her."I'm fine," Avery tried to pull back but Grey was firmly holding her. "You should check yourself. The coffee poured on you as well."Grey locked gaze with her for a moment and Avery slowly released her hand.Grey stared down at it. "It's not bruised. It looks like it will be fine," he looked up at her. "Let's go to the hospital."Avery withdrew her hand now. "I'm look
Avery couldn't believe it. She stood rooted to the floor for several minutes. Was there really a way for two people to have the same tattoo at the same place?"Don't worry, Maximo. She's safe with me," Grey muttered and turned around, his eyes lingering at the door for a moment. Avery stepped back very quickly, fortunate that she didn't fall or make a noise that would have given her out.She walked away slowly, with so much on her mind. At one point, she couldn't work anymore and nearly faltered. Her head felt so heavy, she couldn't really think it deeply. But she had to.The stylist said it was top-notch information and David wasn't Italian. In fact, he arrived in Italy several days after he was declared dead in Jacksonville.That aside, what was she supposed to say concerning the way he made her feel? The way she was always reminded of Grey whenever he was with her.And the tattoo! It was no coincidence, Avery could only come up to one conclusion, That wasn't David, that was Grey.