Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 342: Abort

Grey sat up, confused for a moment.

"Smith Robinson?"

"Yes, Grey, and I'm aware that Hercules is the owner of this place but what I still don't understand is

why you had to lie." Grey sighed.

"What are you calling me for? What do you_." Grey was cut off abruptly by Smith.

"I'm coming for you, Grey.It's my time for revenge. You just wait for me," he finished and hung up.

Alfred glanced at him.

"Who's that?"

"Smith Robinson."

Alfred raised skeptical brows at him.

"Smith Robinson, the brother of Avery Robinson, your ex-wife?"

Grey nodded briefly.

"He called to inform me that he's back in town for me."

Alfred laughed.

"Seriously? That boy is so funny. He wants revenge when you are busy dealing with someone much

older than him."Grey joined in the laughter.

"That's actually a funny illustration."

"Where should I drop you at?"

Grey reasoned for a moment.

"At my house.I would like a long hot bath."

Alfred laughed again.

"So, we are having the group meeting in one week?" Grey nodded briefly.

"It's not going to change, not yet."

Alfred nodded briefly as well.

"Alright.I would be busy tomorrow because I'm among the exco that would be discussing how the party

of the billionaire clubs would be arranged," he explained.

Grey looked at him.

"I understand."

Grey woke up to sounds coming from the kitchen.

Apparently, the whole place was so quiet for him to have heard a lot.

Or maybe it was just his imagination. He had been having a lot of it these days because of Caramel.

He forced himself up and out of the room.

The sounds have stopped now but Grey still wanted to check if it was only his imagination or maybe

there was something else that he doesn't know. He stopped suddenly when he saw a figure actually

moving around the place. His heart skipped a beat as the hope of seeing Caramel sank in but he knew

better than to really think it could be true.

There was no way Caramel would be at his house at that time. She doesn't even know his place.

That aside, she doesn't even have his keys.

When he walked out, Aphrodite turned to look at him with a smile on her face.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned.

Aphrodite merely smiled.

"Making myself feel at home.It's not a problem right?"

She winked at him.

Grey chuckled.

"You must be kidding me? How did you even get my keys?"

It was Aphrodite's turn to laugh.

"You ask funny questions, Grey. Have you forgotten who helped you with this place?"

She muttered and turned to carry two plates of steaks.

Realization dawned on Grey at her explanation and he sighed.

"So, you've started seeing this whole place as your house, right?"

"Yes, isn't it?"

Aphrodite moved to the dining room and placed the steaks on the table.

"Breakfast is served. Will you come to eat or what?"

Grey groaned.

"I haven't even brushed my teeth.I just heard the sounds was why I came here."

"No wonder you smell of sperm.Did you have sex yesterday?"

Her jokes were too much and too sensitive, maybe it was because they grew up together, and had

seen each other nakedness even before the goodies came out.

Grey smacked his lips in embarrassment.

"You will not say that Novia! I was fucking tired yesterday.Why would I have sex!"

He snapped, feigning annoyance, and used the opportunity to go back to his room. He heard

Aphrodite's rumble of laughter before he closed the door. His phone was ringing.

Grey lurched closer and grabbed it from the bed. It has been ringing for a while actually and it was

Alfred.

"Hello, Alfred.Is anything wrong?"

"I've sent men to Seattle but I have good news and a bad one."

Grey heart took on a sudden thud.

"When did you send out the boys?"

"The moment you got down from the car.I had to do it urgently because of what you said about not

reaching Caramel," he explained.

Grey nodded once, even though Alfred couldn't see him.

"So, the good news should go first."

"Ok, the good news is that we found Caramel's house." He announced.

Grey felt a surge of happiness at the announcement.

"So, what's the bad one?" Alfred hesitated.

'We_."

"What, Alfred?"

Grey cut in quickly.

"What's it? Where's Caramel?" He snapped.

"We can't find her.We can't find Beatrice either. No one was at home. In fact, they haven't been at

home in a week now and_," his voice trailed off.

"That was the day the mail was sent," he explained further.

Grey raked his fingers through his hair in deep thought. He had never felt so confused in his entire life.

"Does that mean that Caramel ran away from me? She doesn't want to give me the child? i "Well, that

could be the case.At least, the message did say that she was going to terminate it."

He just didn't understand what was going on.

Why would Caramel terminate his child, his first child for that matter? The thought brought fresh tears

to his eyes but he blinked them back. Did Caramel hate him so much? It didn't even make any sense.

"Well, we still can't judge. Anything could have happened.I will tell my men to keep searching. They

could have moved to another place as a result of a change of environment.All I'm saying is that we

shouldn't jump to a conclusion until we've seen them. They should be able to explain to us what has

happened to them," he advised.

Grey shook his head again and remembered that Alfred can't even see him.

"Alright.Let me know immediately if you see anything."

"Alright but," he hesitated.

"Let me ask you something, Grey. Because we might think it didn't happen and it might have," he

sighed.

"What would you do if Caramel had really aborted your baby?"

The question was a huge one.

In fact, it became a lump that sat in his throat and prevented words from coming out. He didn't even

want to reason it.

Why would Caramel do that to him?