Chapter Forty-Seven

Grayson's POV

I secretly scanned the whole room and seem to be a room where he can secretly did his business, this man interrupt my precious time. I don't know him and never seen him in my life. Perhaps he bump before but I didn't pay attention.

"You're Grayson Martinez, right?" He asked again.

"Am I required to answer that obvious question?" I asked.

"Erika deserve a better life and you're not a better life, Gray, because we both know how dangerous your life is."

I smirked, "You know what? I'm surprised."

"Why is that?"

"You know me but I don't know you. Isn't it ironic?" I said.

"Don't you remember me?" He murmured.

"Sorry, who are you?"

"Are you freaking serious?"

"If you have nothing to say, whoever you are. I'm outta here because my time is more important than yours, doc."

"Wait!" He stop me.

"Do you wanna die, doc?" I warned him but he seemed not affected.

I exhaled violently, "Who the hell are you?"

He removed his glasses before exposing me his eyes and that scar is quite