Avery struggled against him but didn't shout. "Where's your card?"Avery released a sigh and tried to get free from Grey's hold. "I can handle myself now. You don't have to follow me inside. I can go in," she protested.Grey nodded once and slowly let her go.Avery pulled out her card from the bag and opened the door. She proceeded inside only to trip.Grey caught her quickly before she would hit the floor.Avery started sobbing. "What can I do? It's driving me insane? I don't know what to do.""You need to sleep. You are drunk," Grey told her."I might look drunk but I still have a mind of what I'm doing. I know what I'm saying, I definitely do," she uttered.Grey nodded once. "But I will still advise you to sleep it off. You can handle whatever you want to after you've woken up," he suggested and reached forward to help her up.Avery jerked free from him. "Don't touch me until you tell me why you pretended to be my husband. And why you were also the one I was working with?"Grey re
"I have nothing more to say, Avery. Let's end this discussion now." Avery shook her head briefly. "No! I refuse to! You will speak to me, Grey or you won't leave here." "Stop being stubborn, Avery. You can't force me." Avery regarded him for a moment. "No problem. I know just what to do, Grey. You won't be able to stop me. And you won't have a choice. If you really know me, you will know how I can be." Grey released a sigh. "What do you want exactly?" "I want answers, Grey. I need answers and I won't leave unless I get it," she said stubbornly. Grey released an exasperated sigh. "We can talk in the car." Avery nodded once and entered the car. Grey entered the car beside her. "What exactly do you want to know? Because I've told you everything that I think you should know." Avery looked at Grey, with a gentle expression. “There's a lot you are hiding from me, is that not it?” Grey regarded her for a moment. “There are some things that are better left hidden, Avery,” he dragged.
“So, there can never be anything with us. Don't go to the party, Avery. It's dangerous for you to keep meddling with the mafias. If you really want to have company here, fine but don't go deeper,” he warned.Avery frowned. “What if I don't want to listen to you?”Grey looked at him for a moment. “Avery, don't be like this,” he warned softly. “You have to listen to me. This is for your own good.”“Fine!” she muttered, opened the door and got out.Grey watched her for a moment and let out an exasperated sigh. Avery could be mad at him but she would soon understand him and realise he was only trying to protect her.And that was done. Grey could relax now.But there was still something else. Was Avery trying to regain her memory? She seems to be pulling one and two together.That definitely must not happen. At this point, Grey doesn't even want Avery in his life. His life was a dangerous one and he doesn't want innocent people to die.And he doesn't want to focus on anything aside from G
Charles took the car keys.And everyone started showing Grey what they got for him.It got to a point where Grey was wondering what was happening because he had never gotten so many gifts before.He got a yacht, a private condo, two tickets to a world event, a new designer-made suit, a shoe made by a known shoe designer, and others.“Wow, I'm impressed. I really appreciate all of you,” Grey said sincerely and eventually sat.The members also sat, with wide smiles on their faces. One could vividly see that they were all happy.“Tomorrow is the party. We should toast to more years of good things among us!” Maximo muttered and raised his glass of wine.“Yes! That's right!”Grey and the rest of the men clinked their glasses.“Hopefully, after you step down as the king of the world, you will be made one of their members.” one of the men started.“Yes,” Grey responded. “I will work towards that. Though, I will definitely need all your help.”“We will help you,” Enzo replied. “Anything at al
Grey got out of bed so late in the morning. He hesitated briefly in front of the mirror in the bathroom and took a deep look at himself.Grey suddenly felt like he was getting older. Maybe he was but he was still sad that there were many things he hadn't done so far.He still had a long way to go and he couldn't afford to tally.A soft knock sounded on the door suddenly as he walked out of the bathroom. His phone rang at the same time.He hesitated briefly before he reached for the phone.“Yes, come in,” he muttered.The door opened and Charles walked inside. “Grey.”Grey looked up from the phone. “Yes?” He picked up the call without looking at the screen. “Hello.”“Boss, I've just received news,” the familiar voice said.Grey glanced at the screen. “Gregory?”“Yes, boss. We've succeeded,” he announced.Grey went silent for a moment, as he contemplated on it. He didn't understand at first, until when he looked at Charles.“The news_” Charles stressed.Grey turned to his TV set and gr
Grey poured himself some wine, took the cup, and gulped the content down in a go.“Somehow, this wine tastes good.“Charles laughed and walked out of the kitchen. He placed a plate of pizza in the middle of the table.“Who would have thought you would let me make something today?”“Because I'm happy, Charles. Or I would never let you make my food. Why will I even do that?”Charles laughed. “I want to treat your fuck up sometimes.”Grey smiled and looked at Jimmy and Mark. “What are you guys still doing there? Aren't you hungry?”Jimmy looked at Mark and smiled softly. They walked closer.“Oh, what!” Charles feigned surprise. “You guys didn't join me in the kitchen, what makes you think I want you to eat my food? This food is mainly for Grey! Though, I might be the only one to eat the pizza,” he joked.They all burst into laughter.Charles removed the apron around her neck and sat. “The party is in three hours. So, let's have this.”Grey nodded once. “Let's do it. Oh, that reminds me,
Grey was not only surprised but disappointed. Didn't he discuss everything with Avery and she did say she was going to listen to him?Though she wasn't clear about it, Grey expected her to listen. Why was she even stubborn?“Boss,” Charles called suddenly, pulling Grey out of his mini-thought. “Is something wrong?”Grey looked at Charles. “I just saw Avery. Or are my eyes playing tricks on me? Isn't that Avery?”Charles looked ahead, “The lady in black dress?”Grey looked up again and a flash of disappointment mirrored his face. “No, not a black dress. She was wearing a long red dress,” he explained as his eyes frantically searched the whole area but the lady was gone.Charles looked at Grey. “Could it have been your eyes? There's no other lady.”Grey groaned inwardly. “I know what I saw, Charles and you know that. I'm good with sight. I really did see a lady wearing a red dress. If at all I'm mistaken, then it could be about Avery because I didn't see her face, I only saw her backsid
How was that even possible? The watch was the only one in the country then. There was no way anyone would have imitated it then unless the person just saw it.Could someone have brought it?“Yes, I didn't expect to see you here either, after all that we have discussed.”Avery smiled softly. “The last time I checked, you can only advise me but you can't order me around. Anyways, enjoy the party,” she finished and walked away while swinging her body left and right.Grey regarded her for a moment and turned to Charles. “Are you sure about it?”Charles nodded once. “I'm so sure. Unless there's already an imitation of it, if not, that's the watch we have been looking for,” he explained.Grey shook his head briefly. “How is that even possible?Maximo looked at Grey. “Is everything alright?”Grey nodded once. “The watch around Avery's neck looks like my father's watch. Maybe it's a limitation anyway.”“Maybe but I doubt it is, unless she doesn't know. Avery is a woman of high status. Don't yo