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, I

Grey nodded once.

instinct was kicking

was just as

suddenly, in a bid to escape that place at

exhausted already

Grey regarded her for a moment, “home, I need to leave here as

Grey shook his head.

interested in

"But-" she started again but Grey

I will leave now," he

his muscle

he tried

clenched beside

deep voice entered his

and

alright? Should I get you

I will

and perhaps go to

to think about something," he said instead, not willing

pent-up feelings were almost

a place where he would be able to think

inside the car and

room where he

now?" Alfred inquired as Grey walked out of

Grey nodded briefly.

get somewhere and think about everything through,”

Alfred nodded once.

leave now? I can tell Saint to drop you off.” “I will leave now then,”he announced and Alfred stood

about your welfare.” Grey sent

silent as he

he

he was going

was Smooth therapy really about? And what type of poison did she even usefor his mother? He had forgotten

But maybe just later.

get some

would do the