Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 209: Who the Boss is

Smith regarded Avery for a moment, daring her to start a conversation about the company’s funds.

Avery didn’t want to say anything anyways because she had no time for it. She was going to wait

according to Smith’s promise.

“I made some investigations and I’m intrigued to discover that Grey actually owns Victoria skincare,”

Emma stated, with a hint of surprise.

“You mean the company that is making heads already?” Benjamin asked, confused.

“Yes, I’m telling you!” Emma affirmed. “You can ask Avery. She knows more than I do! I just don’t know

why she didn’t tell us anything before the divorce.”

Lucy looked up, a bit shocked. He hadn’t expected Grey to succeed so much but he suddenly knew he

had the potential.

“Don’t be so optimistic about it. He’s going down soon. LX will always top,” Smith expressed.

Avery groaned but didn’t answer. She was just tired of everything. On second thought, she stood. “I’m

leaving for work,” she took her bag and walked out of the room without another word.

Grey woke up late that morning. In fact, he felt very tired and just had to stay in bed until eight that

morning.

He placed a call to Richard and he picked it up immediately.

“Good morning Boss.”

“Good morning. I hope you haven’t forgotten about today. I will be ready soon. You should come to

Beatrice’s house.”

“Alright boss. I will be there soon,” He responded and the line went off.

Grey stretched again before he walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth. He had initially called

Richard for the change in plan. Since that Saturday was for the billionaire club, he would be using

Friday to learn how to shoot at his estate. Then, he could go to work on Monday. He would have

David’s time by then.

He selected a black plain hoodie and a pair of blue Jeans.

When he walked downstairs, Beatrice and Caramel were having breakfast. Caramel was in a short

peach dress that matched the color of her lips. She wasn’t wearing any makeup but she looked more

beautiful.

“I can actually create a space for you here. You can sleep over here if you wish to. I’m sure Grey

wouldn’t mind,” Beatrice expressed.

“You sure I won’t,” Grey said suddenly, startling the two women for a moment as they turned to look at

him.

Grey moved closer. “Good morning. You all look so happy today.”

“Good morning, mom made some pancakes. Should I dish yours out?” Caramel asked, with a smile

plastered across her face. She was used to Beatrice anyways. So, it would be easy for them to catch

up with each other.

“Sure, thanks,” Grey responded and watched Caramel walk away to retrieve some of the pancakes.

“Will you mind if she does? I mean can she stay with us? She could spend some nights here, then

leave. It wouldn’t happen every time.” Beatrice inquired.

Grey shrugged slightly. “I don’t mind sincerely. It’s your house anyways. So, you can let anyone in.”

Beatrice was so happy. “I’m going shopping with Caramel after work today. Is that fine?” Grey nodded

briefly. “Everything is fine as long as you don’t let the guardians out of sight.” Beatrice smiled, glad at

Grey’s response. “Are you going to work today?”

Grey shook his head briefly. “No, but I have more important things to do. I will speak with you later

concerning it.”

The doorbell rang suddenly and Grey looked at Beatrice. “That should be Don. I called him for security

guards.”

Caramel placed a plate of pancakes in front of Grey. “I will get the door.”

A message popped out on Beatrice’s phone. She took the phone and stretched it out to Grey. From

Hattie.”

Grey took it and read through it, a smile appeared on his face.

“Boss!” Mia yelled and rushed inside the office without remembering to knock. “There’s good news

boss.”.

Smith looked up slowly, already frustrated by her constant yelling and lack of company manners

sometimes. “What is this all about?”

Mia placed the MacBook with her in front of him. “This,” she gestured at the chart, happily.

Smith stared at it for a moment before he realized what Mia was trying to say. He jumped up suddenly,

as happiness surged into him.

“This is a total hit!” He yelled.

Mia nodded briefly. “Our products seemed to be rising rapidly. We are getting special demands all of a

sudden,” she explained.

Smith smiled. “This was what I was talking about! This was why I was adamant about hiring the

advertising company.”

Mia was so pleased. She didn’t expect it to have been a success. She was just scared anyways that

things might go wry but the opposite seemed to have happened. It was only a matter of time before

they rose even higher than Victoria Skincare.

“I need another appointment with the advertising company. We must rush the peak of the

advertisement so that we can see more nice results,” he explained.

Mia nodded briefly. “I will do the necessary.”

“Also, I think it’s the best time to try more open sales,” he said suddenly as Mia was about to leave.

Mia reasoned it for a moment and her smile suddenly curved into a frown. “I don’t think that’s

necessary now. I mean we should watch the current growth before we try something like that,” she

suggested.

Smith shook his head slightly. He wasn’t angry as usual, maybe it was because of the good news. “I

think rushing everything would provide us with good results. We shouldn’t misuse this opportunity. We

shouldn’t even miss it or we will forever regret it,” he expressed.

Mia felt very strange about it but she didn’t want to anger Smith. Also, it might work well as Smith had

suggested. He was actually the one who brought forth the earlier plan that seemed to be doing well.

She took a short bow. “I will discuss it with the others,” she surrendered.

Smith nodded briefly. “Be snappy about it. Open sales should commence from tomorrow.” “That’s just

too early,” Mia protested.

“Well, I have a bank to pay. I have loans to pay, and I can’t wait. You know what? Just gather the

executives. I will be doing this on my own and we will be prepared to take off the next day.”

Mia reluctantly bowed her head before walking out of the office.

“Let’s see, Grey who the boss really is,” he muttered.