Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie Chocolate Chapter 490: Weird mood

“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 could just ask Grey about it.

So, she wasn’t bothered.

Her phone rang suddenly and it was the stylist. Her heart made a jolt in her chest as she stared at the screen for a

moment before she finally picked it up.

“Hello, how are you doing?”

“Fine, ma’am. I have something for you. How can we see and discuss this? You could come over to the salon or I

could meet you at any place, like our last time,” she explained.

Avery released a sigh. Finally! It was here! Yet, she was still scared of what she was going to hear. She wondered if

knowing more about David would eventually make her hate him.

The door opened behind her suddenly, and she jumped up.

“Are you alright?” Grey asked behind her, concerned.

Avery released a sigh and turned to look at him. “I’m fine. I will call you later,” she said quickly and hung up. She

turned to look at Grey with a wide smile on her face. “How was it? What did you guys discuss?”

“I will tell you in the car.”

Avery nodded once and they moved to the elevator.

Within minutes, they were in the parking space. Avery looked at Grey and noticed the change of mood.

“Is everything alright? Your mood seems to have changed. Was it what they told you?”

Grey shrugged slightly and smiled. “Maybe, yet you are desperate to know what they told me?”

“Isn’t it good like that? I mean this business belongs to me. I need to know everything. I will know what to do about

it,” she assured.

Grey smiled again and entered the driver’s side. “Do we have any other plans for today?”

Avery shook her head briefly. “Tomorrow is the interview. So, till then. After we have employees, then we can start

the production fully.”

“But may I ask you a question?”

Avery nodded severally. “Sure, go on.”

“Do you plan on staying in Italy? Or would you have a manager here and return to your base? Then maybe you

could check on it regularly?”

Avery looked at Grey. She was reluctant to leave Italy because of Grey.

“What about you? Do you have a plan to leave Italy?”

Grey shrugged slightly. “I think. I won’t be in Italy forever.”

Avery released an exasperated sigh. “I won’t stay as well. I will go wherever state you are, and have a branch as

well. So, I can get to see you anytime I want.”

Grey glanced at her, surprised. He didn’t know what Avery was feeling but he really tried his best to stop it. But at

the same time, he felt like it was his fault. If he had told her the truth that night, then maybe she wouldn’t have

stayed.

But how was he to know that Grey was also proclaimed dead in Jacksonville? He had no idea and he was going to

ask Charles about it. Why would they even do something like that and they wouldn’t inform him?

“So, tell me. What did you guys discuss?”

Grey cleared his throat meaningfully and focused on the road. “Italy is a very dangerous place to live, especially as

a woman because it’s filled with mafia lords. You might not be able to cope.”

Avery looked at him. Was he worried about him?

“The members told me to advise you, especially concerning the investors. It’s better to put a stop to it in Italy. Let’s

just go ahead with our initial plan. We can’t have you getting it off with one or more mafia lords.”

Avery was still looking at him. “So, what’s your take on it?”

“Let’s just go to the King of the World Day and get our investors.”

Avery smiled softly. “That’s ok. They seem to be more concerned about me,” she looked away.

“I will drop you at home.”

“No,” Avery said quickly. “I need to do my hair.”

Grey looked at her hair. “Your hair? Wait a second, you changed this hairstyle, right?”

Avery didn’t reply immediately. She knew Grey wasn’t really concentrating on her. But at least, he had explained

the fact that he didn’t hate her.

“And I didn’t expect you to find out about it just now,” she grumbled.

Grey smiled. “it fits you so much that I nearly thought you have been having it on since I first saw you. But why are

you changing it?”

“Because I don’t love the style. You can just drop me off at the salon and leave. Let’s meet tomorrow at 10 in the

morning.”

Grey regarded her for a moment before he slowly nodded. “I will help you get a huge investor at the party, trust

me.”

Avery didn’t reply, as she was busy thinking about what she would hear from the stylist. She was anxious and yet,

scared.

Grey pulled up at the salon with a sigh. “Here we are. Is there anything else you want me to do for you?”

Avery shook her head briefly and got down.

Grey got down as well and handed the key over to her.

Avery sullen before she walked inside and Grey wondered if he had done something wrong again.

He sighed, remembering that he left his car at Avery’s suite. He would have to get an Uber over there.

He placed a call to Charles as he flagged down a taxi. Charles picked it up immediately.

“Are you at home?”

“Yes, is everything alright?”

“I’m coming over. We will discuss more when I get there,” Grey finished and hung up.

He needed to hear the reason why Grey was proclaimed dead without his approval.