Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 110; Pull Grey regarded the Robinson family for a moment before he picked his fork. Spaghetti

Bolognese was served. Avery looked at Grey, remembering what he did for her the previous night. No

matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. “Are you alright, Avery?” Emma

demanded, her gaze hovering over her for a moment.

“Yes, mom. It’s actually_,” she trailed off, looking over at Smith with icy eyes.

Smith smiled softly as if daring her to speak up. “So, how was the appointment with Protos Pubblicita?”

Lucy brought up suddenly, interrupting Avery from what she was about to say.

“Fine,” Avery responded quickly. “We decided to bring in a model from our side. And we settled on

Chloe,” she announced.

Smith’s gaze shot up.” Behind me? How could you decide on that alone?” His angry voice boomed.

Lucy looked at him, confused.” What do you mean by that? Weren’t you present at the meeting? Didn’t

you discuss it together?” Smith sighed and hesitated.” Hercules didn’t allow it. Jane made me leave,”

he informed in soft tones.

Grey laughed softly. “How could that happen? We should be able to choose who our representatives

would be!” He declared half angry.” We are going to set up another meeting and talk about it!”

“You have to calm down, father,” Benjamin soothed.

“Yes, we all know that Hercules isn’t someone you can fight with,” Grey declared suddenly. Every gaze

turned towards him in shock. Grey shrugged at this. “I mean he’s really powerful.”

Emma hissed. “For the first time in your life, you are actually making sense,” she reinarked and looked

at Lucy.” Father, he’s right. This is a very dangerous fight.”

Grey nodded severally.” We don’t want to upset him,” he added quickly. Lucy regarded them for a

moment and slowly released a sigh. “You are right. I will be making Smith the CEO of LX corporation

then,” she announced suddenly.

Avery’s eyes widened with shock. ” What?”

“Well, he would still be the creative project manager of the whole company while Avery would be the

CEO of LN material. The post of a president will be canceled,” he announced. It was as if he had been

thinking about it overnight.

Avery couldn’t believe her ears. Grey had tried to warn her about it and she had always chosen to turn

a deaf ear. Unfortunately, it turned out to be real. Lucy was really going to keep favoring Smith.

“Thank you so much, uncle,” Smith uttered with a bright smile on his face.

Avery stared at him for a moment in anger. “Fine! But we are still using Chloe!”

“Says who? I’m the project manager. I get to decide who best suits this. Besides, we have a more

competent and popular Model that we can use in place of Chloe,” he argued.

“Well, none of those models uses our products, do they?” Avery complained.” Besides, it would be

convincing for the public if we announce that Chloe uses our products. And well, she has started using

them,” she added quickly

“Avery is right. It will be easy to convince the public that Chloe uses our products. And she was

successful where she came from,” Lucy hinted. Smith groaned inwardly. “Good, then but she won’t be

our ambassador. We will find someone worthwhile for it.” Avery huffed. ” My friend is more than capable

but you wouldn’t accept the truth, “she contended.

“Well, I’m the project manager, I know what’s best for us,” he replied.

“No problem. Are we picking the attire? Then you should see Seth and discuss it on time. The shoot

will start today,” she explained.

Smith grunted and looked away.” Seth left the country,” he announced.

” What do you mean by left?” Lucy probed further.

“Well, he sold the company and left,” he looked up at Grey. “I discovered it late as well.”

Grey looked up at Smith. Their gaze held and locked for a mornent. Smith’s gaze wore a tricky look

and had deep meaning. Grey knew that there was a piece of information with him.

“I wonder if the new owner is going to be able to continue the line,” Benjamin said, concerned.

“I think we should let Protos Pubblicita handle the costume then. They’ve been advertising for so long,

they must have brands,” Avery suggested. Smith nodded once.” That’s fine by me.” Avery didn’t go to

work immediately because she planned to have a chat with Caramel. It has been a while since they

hung out.

For a reason unknown to Avery, she had been avoiding her. Though, it started after she learned of how

close she had gotten with Grey. For another strange reason, it upset her so much.

A soft knock on the door.

“Yes, come in,” Caramel urged softly.

Avery opened the door and walked inside. ” Good morning, Caramel.”

Caramel looked up from her desk. She regarded her for a moment. “Good morning. It’s been a while.

Why are you here?”

“Must I get invited before I visit my friend?” Avery responded and walked to sit in front of her.

Caramel chuckled. “Are we still friends?”

Avery cleared her throat. “Why do you think we are not?”

Caramel sighed. “I heard that Chloe is back, even though you two refuse to visit,” she said instead,

ignoring her remark. “Yes, I’m thinking we should hang out this evening. What do you think about that?”

Avery brought it up.

Caramel nodded once.” That’s fine by me.”

Avery observed her for a moment while thinking of how to phrase her next word.

“It’s amazing anyways how you find time to be with Grey, yet you didn’t have time for us. What’s

between you two?”

Caramel laughed.” Does it disturb you? As long as I know it, you don’t even care.” ” Who said that?

He’s married to me, remember?”

Caramel rolled her eyes.” He is but you don’t even see him as your husband. Why should you bother

yourself about him?” Avery felt a stab of annoyance but she kept it all in check.” But he’s still my

husband. That’s not something you can pull aside.” Caramel regarded her for a moment, and relaxed in

her chair.” Why can’t I pull it

aside? Your marriage is fake after all, you said this yourself, didn’t you?”

Avery’s cheeks went hot at the accusations. It was true anyways, she said it.

“Fine then,” she uttered, taking her bag from the desk. “I will text you the location.”