“So, there can never be anything with us. Don't go to the party, Avery. It's dangerous for you to keep meddling with the mafias. If you really want to have company here, fine but don't go deeper,” he warned.Avery frowned. “What if I don't want to listen to you?”Grey looked at him for a moment. “Avery, don't be like this,” he warned softly. “You have to listen to me. This is for your own good.”“Fine!” she muttered, opened the door and got out.Grey watched her for a moment and let out an exasperated sigh. Avery could be mad at him but she would soon understand him and realise he was only trying to protect her.And that was done. Grey could relax now.But there was still something else. Was Avery trying to regain her memory? She seems to be pulling one and two together.That definitely must not happen. At this point, Grey doesn't even want Avery in his life. His life was a dangerous one and he doesn't want innocent people to die.And he doesn't want to focus on anything aside from G

Grey got out of bed so late in the morning. He hesitated briefly in front of the mirror in the bathroom and took a deep look at himself.Grey suddenly felt like he was getting older. Maybe he was but he was still sad that there were many things he hadn't done so far.He still had a long way to go and he couldn't afford to tally.A soft knock sounded on the door suddenly as he walked out of the bathroom. His phone rang at the same time.He hesitated briefly before he reached for the phone.“Yes, come in,” he muttered.The door opened and Charles walked inside. “Grey.”Grey looked up from the phone. “Yes?” He picked up the call without looking at the screen. “Hello.”“Boss, I've just received news,” the familiar voice said.Grey glanced at the screen. “Gregory?”“Yes, boss. We've succeeded,” he announced.Grey went silent for a moment, as he contemplated on it. He didn't understand at first, until when he looked at Charles.“The news_” Charles stressed.Grey turned to his TV set and gr

Grey was not only surprised but disappointed. Didn't he discuss everything with Avery and she did say she was going to listen to him?Though she wasn't clear about it, Grey expected her to listen. Why was she even stubborn?“Boss,” Charles called suddenly, pulling Grey out of his mini-thought. “Is something wrong?”Grey looked at Charles. “I just saw Avery. Or are my eyes playing tricks on me? Isn't that Avery?”Charles looked ahead, “The lady in black dress?”Grey looked up again and a flash of disappointment mirrored his face. “No, not a black dress. She was wearing a long red dress,” he explained as his eyes frantically searched the whole area but the lady was gone.Charles looked at Grey. “Could it have been your eyes? There's no other lady.”Grey groaned inwardly. “I know what I saw, Charles and you know that. I'm good with sight. I really did see a lady wearing a red dress. If at all I'm mistaken, then it could be about Avery because I didn't see her face, I only saw her backsid