Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate Chapter 493: The truth

“I’m so sorry! I’m really sorry!” Avery rushed the words as she felt anxious and regretful. Maybe she shouldn’t have

gone with such a bad plan.

Grey didn’t reply, his right hand on the steering while the other one was still holding the cup. Instead, he found a

nice spot to park the car.

He looked at Avery, his expression was somehow frightening, even for Avery. Avery felt he was going to scold her

like usual.

Instead, he reached for her right hand and stared down at it. “Are you hurt?” His deep voice almost brought tears

to Avery’s eyes.

Here she was thinking that he was angry at her when he was merely worried about her.

“I’m fine,” Avery tried to pull back but Grey was firmly holding her. “You should check yourself. The coffee poured

on you as well.”

Grey locked gaze with her for a moment and Avery slowly released her hand.

Grey stared down at it. “It’s not bruised. It looks like it will be fine,” he looked up at her. “Let’s go to the hospital.”

Avery withdrew her hand now. “I’m looking at yours,” she stared at his ruined shirt.

Grey followed the path of her gaze. “Well, I will be fine. I will just need to change this shirt. But you_.”

“I wasn’t the only one that needed to be worried. You got hurt because of me. We should go to the hospital.”

“No, I can’t allow that. We have to be at the office in thirty minutes. The interview would start by then,” he

explained.

Avery huffed. “You still remember that, yet you wanted me to go to the hospital.”

Grey nodded once. “Yes, at least I would be able to handle things before you get back.”

Avery felt elated. “Well, I’m not going to the hospital. You should be the one doing that. If you are worried about

who would drive me to the office, you don’t need to. I will handle myself,” she assured.

“No, you have to be with your secretary. I don’t think it’s right to be alone.”

“So, you would rather be alone but I can’t? Aren’t you a bit chauvinist?”

Grey chuckled. “You have to be kidding me. Why would you even say that?”

“Your statement warranted it.”

“Ok but for your information, I’m not. I’m only talking about things that will benefit you.”

“If you aren’t, then allow me to tell you what would benefit you as well. How about that?”

Grey groaned. “Alright, no problem. What do you want?”

“If you won’t be going to the hospital, at least, let me look at your hand and your chest. If it’s worse, then you must

agree to go to the hospital with me.”

“It’s nothing actually. The coffee wasn’t really hurt,” Grey argued.

“You said I was stubborn but you are equally stubborn!” She yelled.

Grey smiled softly and stretched out the cup of coffee. “Alright, let’s do what you want and that’s if we can get to

the office before the arrival of the participants.”

“Should we stop by a boutique and get you a new shirt?”

Grey shook his head briefly as he started the car. “I don’t want you to be late. I can drop you off and come back to

get one.”

“No,” Avery said quickly. “Let’s just order. They should be able to drop it off before we get to the office or maybe a

bit late. Then, you can join me when you are ready.”

Grey nodded once. “That’s good actually. You soaked me already. You should be getting me a complete pair.”

Avery laughed. “I will. I owe you that much anyways.”

Avery released a relieved sigh. It felt like her plan wasn’t going to work at first but eventually, it was working. The

only thing left was for her to remove the shirt so she could confirm if he had the tattoo or not.

But if there was any secret, she knew that he wouldn’t want to pull his shirt off in front of him. She just had to find

another way of knowing the truth without having to confront him.

“Thank you,” Avery muttered and placed some orders on suits.

Within minutes, Grey pulled into the parking lot and they both got down.

Avery looked at Grey’s ruined clothes. The stain on the white was so vivid that Avery blamed herself the second

time that day.

The moment they were inside, Avery turned towards Grey. She took his hand and tried to see the wound.

Then, she remembered suddenly when Smith poured hot chocolate at Grey mistakenly. The fact that he was

worried about her that day and not about himself, moved Avery to tears.

And funnily enough, the man in front of her just did the same thing. How could they have the same face, and the

same attitude, and yet, make her feel the same?

“It’s really nothing, I’m telling you, Avery,” Grey protested.

Avery looked up at him and cleared her throat. “Your skin wasn’t damaged but we can’t yet conclude. I will be

watching.”

Grey smiled. “Thank you, Boss,” he said with a hint of sarcasm before he stepped back. “Please, call me when the

clothes are here.”

Avery nodded once, “I will. I have a lot to do anyways. So, so I wouldn’t have the luxury to be free,” she flashed him

one of her nicest smiles before she walked inside the office.

She darted at the wristwatch and realised that it was almost time for the Interview to start. But she still had one last

thing to do.

And it was the risky one to do because David wasn’t supposed to see her.

Grey was in one of the rooms, and doing whatever that Avery didn’t know. Maybe he only wanted to pull off the

clothes because of the coffee but he couldn’t do it in front of Avery.

The door was slightly opened. Perhaps it was because he wasn’t expecting Avery. She already said she was going to

call him when his clothes got to the company.

Avery could see Grey clearly now. He slowly pulled off his clothes and stared down at his chest as if looking for any

injured or discolored skin.

Avery swallowed harder as she continued to stare at him. He wasn’t only fit but had broad shoulders. His physical

structure made Avery yearn for him the more.

A grunt escaped him and he gently placed the ruined shirt on the table. He seemed angry for a moment.

Avery silently prayed for nature to make him stand and turn around so she would be able to see his back.

As if hearing her, his phone rang suddenly. Grey had placed it on the desk while he was sitting on one of the sofas.

He got up and turned around, displaying his viper tattoo to Avery.

Avery stood rooted to the floor.