Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate Chapter 494: Emotions

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.

But there was something else that she still couldn’t figure out. Would she say that Grey was a mafia lord?

That was hilarious and credulous. There was no way! Grey was a pauper whose father was merely a friend to Alfred. Well, Alfred could have helped him. And he could have introduced him to Hercules before he died.

Maybe that was how he came to know Maximo. Maybe he wasn’t really a mafia lord.

she had never for once stopped

he was alive and in fact, he was moving with people of high positions in countries. Who would have thought that Grey would be this successful? He even

deep voice boomed

froze for a few minutes, but she soon relaxed when she remembered

to her. He didn’t wait for her to reply before he took her hand and regarded it for a moment before

her hand away from him, the tears not willing to stop even though she wanted them to.

her for a moment, a bit shocked.

why he made her feel that way. Why couldn’t he let her know that he was Grey? Must he

It was so painful to come to that

I

about it. Did Grey really do something wrong? Of course not, he didn’t. She was the only

not

moment. “Should I

briefly. “I will get there myself. Besides, we can’t keep the participants waiting,” she released a sigh and looked up at Grey. “Call me when you are done,” she finished,

the car. Her leg threatened to break under her. She leaned against the steering as different emotions collided in her in some sort of crazy confusion. She felt anger, pain, and betrayal but they were all

But after he died, she felt like she could have stayed with him

him to work for him. Actually, it felt like she was

him to work for her, she wouldn’t have rekindled

know what to do. She was so confused. She just felt like yelling, she

observed Charles’ face and noticed that he

the living room and drowned his vodka