Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 424

Chapter 424: Partial

Grey returned inside the office after Alfred and Gregory had left.

Though, they didn't leave until they had asked him how he did it.

And he took his time to explain everything.

They were so happy that he didn't encounter much trouble.

Who actually knew that Grey getting lost was going to be a blessing? At least it was because of that he was able to help Maximo.

But if he hasn't helped him, Maximo might have died and he wouldn't be revenging at that moment.

It just wasn't fair enough.

Maximo had lived his life as Grey did.

He deserves to enjoy, like Grey.

When Grey walked inside the office again, Grey was surprised to see several other mafia lords gathered there.

They all turned to look at Grey as he entered the room, and there was a moment of silence as they evaluated him.

He raised skeptical brows at Maximo.

"What's happening here?" Maximo smiled.

"It's normal for other mafia lords to greet a fellow one.We should all get to know each other, isn't that right?"

"As I said earlier, I was here because of you,"

Enzo started.

"And what I did was unforgivable.I just hope you will forget it all and see the honesty in the word that Maximo has told you."

Finally, one of the lords stepped forward and spoke, "Welcome, Grey.We've been expecting you," there was a nice smile on his face.

"I heard of your father's popularity when I was in Jacksonville years back.It's so nice to see his son." Grey smiled.

"Thank you, I appreciate it.Thank you once again, it's an honor to be here."

He nodded.

"I'm Leornardo.This is Dante," he pointed at him.

"This is Romeo and here is Enzo but I assume you've met him already." Grey smiled.

"Yes, I have.Thanks."

The other lords nodded in agreement, and Grey realized that they all knew who he was.

He felt a sense of satisfaction at this realization.

The gathering was a show of respect for Grey, and he was grateful for it.

It was a reminder that, even though he was a powerful mafia lord, he was still part of a larger community.

And with that thought, Grey settled on the chair close by.

"What do you say to a night get-together among the mafia lords? Just see it as a way of welcoming you to our midst," Dante said suddenly.

Grey thought for a moment.

"I won't be available tonight."

"It doesn't have to be tonight," Enzo uttered.

"It can be tomorrow night. How about that? What do you say to it?"

Grey smiled widely.

"That's ok then.Tomorrow's night then."

"It's at Ex-Maximo right?"

Leonardo inquired.

"Yes, Ex-Maximo is suitable for it,"

Enzo supported.

Grey pulled out of the company a few minutes later.

He drove along the way while watching out for any boutique close by.He pulled to a stop in front of the Luxurious boutique and got down.He watched the outer decorations and was pleased by them.He

entered the boutique with excitement, eager to browse the latest fashion trends and pick out some new clothes for himself.

One of the salespeople walked to him.

"Hi sir, welcome to Luxurious boutique.How can I help you?"

"I need to pick some nice clothes.I also want a tuxedo suit.Do you have it?"

The salesperson flashed a smile at him.

"Of course we do.I can show you over to whatever you want.What will you like to go for first?"

Grey reasoned it for a moment.

"Can we go to the suit section? I will like to select the tuxedo first."

"Ok, please come with me," the salesperson turned around and started walking away while Grey followed her.

They walked for a while and turned left before they entered the suit section.

'We have a lot of suits that you can select from if you don't want a tuxedo," she gestured toward some suits.

"What do you think?"

As he made his way through the racks, he noticed a man striding confidently towards him.

With the way he was dressed, his shoe and the way he carried himself, one would know that he was one of the billionaires in the city, and he seemed to be on a mission.

Maybe he wanted to have a suits as well.

Just as Grey grabbed a tuxedo, the man was beside him.

"I want this," he said suddenly.

Grey looked up at him.

"I took the suit first, please.So, it's mine.Besides, there are a lot of tuxedo here. You can choose."

The billionaire looked back at the salespeople behind him, who were eagerly waiting to assist him with his every need.

"I don't want this man in here,"he declared, pointing at Grey.

Drive him out of here, and I'll make it worth your while."

Grey stared for a moment, shocked.

"What the fuck are you doing? I took the suit first.It's mine and why would they drive me out when I'm here to do exactly what you are also doing? "Do you even know who I am?" He asked proudly.

Grey sighed.

He had heard that statement a lot that day that it was suddenly causing him to feel nauseated The salespeople hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do.

Skeptical at the fact that no one was responding to him, the billionaire yelled "What are you doing? Can't you see him? Can't you see the way he's dressed? How can someone like him afford that tuxedo? He's very poor and he's touching the clothes with those filthy hands.You should send him out this instant!"

One of the salespeople that looked older stepped forward and looked at Grey.

"He took the suit first.You should return it.Asides, we have different suits based on your financial size.You could even pay in installments."

The other salespeople laughed at this except the one with Grey.

"I don't think we should do this.He wouldn't be here if he can't afford it," the salesperson with Grey defended him.

"Hey!"

The older salesperson yelled at the one with Grey.

"Shut up, Alice.You are new here.So, you don't know how we run this place.This prominent figure right here," he pointed at the billionaire man.

"Is the president's son."

"And so what? Does that give him the audacity to prevent me from buying what I want or for insulting me?"

Grey muttered in disgust.

"If you won't listen to me, perhaps you will listen to the security.Leave now before I call security on you!" She warned.

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"What did you just say?"

"You heard me clearly, Mr.man.You are to leave now of your own volition or you will be disgraced," the older salesperson further warned.

"Fine, I want to see the manager because I have no plan on walking out of this store without buying what I want.This is partial.I didn't know that this happens in Italy as well."

The older salesperson regarded him for a moment.

"Even the manager recognizes the president's son.Only you don't.You must think we are a fool like you."

"Tell him!" The billionaire laughed.

My father funds this place! Without us, would you even be able to enter this place to shop?"

Grey scoffed.

"Sincerely?" He laughed.

"You mean to say you are living on your father's money and not yet a billionaire? Then you must be as poor as I am."

Anger flashed across the billionaire's face.

"How dare you! My father owns the money but that makes me a rich man as well.I own everything that he owns.I will be in charge after his death."

"Wait then, for him to die before you claim to be a billionaire."