Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate novel Chapter 207

Grey blinked once. He didn’t even know what Caramel heard. Though, she knew that Grey was an orphan.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Caramel inquired, while confusion clouded her expression.

“What-,” Beatrice started but Grey cut in quickly.

“She knows already. She knows I’m an orphan,” Grey revealed. There was a lot that Beatrice still doesn’t know that had happened in his life during those years he had been away. She was slowly learning about them.

“Yes, I’m aware. But what do you mean by the other thing you said?” Her voice was getting harsh and loud.

“How much have you heard?” Grey asked.

Caramel gave a dark frown as she folded her arms in front of her chest. “I think its everything. I just came downstairs to ask for creams I could use and I met you guys talking. Though, I’m still confused. What truth are you talking about? And why does it have to do with my dead mother?” She bombarded, clearly confused.

Grey sighed and looked at Beatrice. “Why don’t you let the cat out of the bag?”

Beatrice took a deep breath, scared of what the outcome would be. She took a step forward. “I- I,” she stammered. She hadn’t thought it would be very difficult. Well, it was considering the years Caramel had spent with her fake mother, without knowing she wasn’t her mother.

“Should I give you space?”

“No! You stay right there! And tell Beatrice to start talking before I die of curiosity!” Caramel yelled. “What’s going on here?”

“Caramel,” Beatrice started. “I am your mother!” She said at a go.

Caramel blinked once, then twice, confused. Then, she burst into laughter. “Is this some kind of joke?”

“Does this look like a cinema to you? We are being serious here,” Grey interceded with concealed expression.

Caramel became sober as she sensed the seriousness in Grey’s words. She looked at Grey, then slowly at Beatrice.

“No way! My mother died a long time ago!” She protested.

Beatrice nodded briefly. “I know but I’m your real mother. I gave birth to you. You are my daughter.”

Caramel went into shock, her mouth slightly open as evidence. She slowly moved backward, her steps going as slowly as they could before she turned around and ran out of the room.

Beatrice felt dejected and sadness slipped into her and she collapsed.

Grey looked at her. “Don’t worry, everything will be fine. I will go after her,” he assured and hurried towards the door.

“Grey!” Beatrice called softly and Grey whirled around to look at her. “Bring her home, please,” she whispered.

Grey nodded with assurance. “I will,” he promised before he walked out of the room.

Caramel went out of the house and into the street. Grey dialed her number but it ran severally without her picking it up.