Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 125: A revenge Grey stared for a moment, shocked. “Wait, I don’t understand this. Do you meanthat Hattie killed my mother?" Beatrice nodded once.

“I believe so.

But she has someone working for her somewhere around us, we just didn’t notice.

This was the only mistake that we made," she sobbed quietly.

Grey couldn’t think it through for a moment.

It felt like a heavy load had descended on him.

He couldn’t believe it.

That his mother was indeed poisoned? Someone killed her and she didn’t die a natural death? “So, I had to leave thatnight, with everything about your mother's cream." ULIL Grey observed Beatrice for a moment.

“Cream?” Beatrice nodded once.

"Your mother has some recipe for it but she wasn't able to create a company for it before she died.

She didn’t want anyone to steal the recipe.

So, she told me to take everything away and keep it safe,” she explained.

Greg released a sigh and looked away.

There was a lot he didn't know and was already discovering.

He wondered however how much he would still learn.

Well, something like why Rio killed his father.

He didn't even know if he was ready for the revelation.

"You don't know how happy I am to see you today, young master.” Grey looked at Beatrice andsmiled.

"How did you escape the claw of Hattie all these years?” Beatrice released a sigh slowly.

"I've been staying everywhere and recently I moved to this church.

Well, Hattie gave up the search years back.

It hasn't been easy for me as I couldn't find a decent job,” she expressed.

you killed my mother." Beatrice shook her

do it,

Grey nodded once.

instinct was

just as he had trusted

bid to

exhausted already

“home, I need to leave here

Grey shook his head.

not interested in

leave." "But-" she started again but Grey

now," he walked away and

barely left the pathway when his muscle

gazed heavenward as he tried to push

clenched beside

entered his voice when nothing

back at Alfred and eventually

alright? Should I get you something?" Grey shook his

will

changed and

he said instead, not willing

feelings were almost suffocating

needed fresh air, he needed a place

car and Alfred drove to his

the guest room where he

do you feel now?" Alfred inquired

Grey nodded briefly.

getting better, I only need to get somewhere and think about everything through,” he

Alfred nodded once.

you off.” “I will leave now then,”he announced

night to ask about your welfare.” Grey sent him a faint

thanks." The drive to Grey's car was silent as he had a lot of

he

was going

therapy really about? And what type of poison did she even

But maybe just later.

to get some

gym would do