Chapter 103 Confess
Within two steps, she saw Alfred Gray sitting on the sofa. She smiled and quickly stepped forward, then said, "Dad!"
As he heard her movement, Alfred Gray turned his head, his sharp eyes turned into gentleness the moment he saw Alena Wright, "You are back! The meal is ready. You can take a rest and we can eat right away."
Alena Wright felt that Alfred Gray was so kind to her, so she thought to herself that if she and Waylon Gray reconciled in the future, she would definitely come back often to visit Alfred Gray.
"Okay," she smiled and said, "I'll go wash my hands first."
She washed her hands and came out of the bathroom, but she was shocked by the view in front of her.
The table was full of various delicacies, from dinner to dessert.
Alfred Gray was not a person who was very particular about food, and he liked to keep healthy when he got older, and everything was simple in his diet, and he rarely prepared such foods.
Alena Wright's first intuition was that Waylon Gray had come, but after another thought, she felt that that must not be it.
If Waylon Gray really came over, she was afraid that the atmosphere would be different.
"Dad, this is too much," Alena Wright looked suspiciously at the smiling Alfred Gray and thought if there were other guests that he was expecting.
"Don't say that this is specially prepared for you by Dad," Alfred Gray smiled and pulled Alena Wright on the chair to sit down, and personally picked up the cake from Ron Andrews, and said with emotion, "Alena Wright, a few days ago Dad was not there on your birthday, so today I made a special gift for you."
Alena Wright stared blankly at the candles on the cake, and a mist gradually rose under her eyes.
She always knew that Alfred Gray was very good to her, and loved her as his own daughter, but she did not expect that Alfred Gray would always take her birthday to heart.
As she thought of her careless attitude last time, Amanda Quinston suddenly blamed herself, and said softly, "Dad."
Alfred Gray smiled and patted her shoulder. He felt sorry for Amanda Quinston for so many years, especially at the moment when he saw her eyes reddened, his distress reached its peak.
"Come on, cut the cake first."
Not wanting to continue to be immersed in that sad mood, Alfred Gray volunteered to cut the cake for her.
Alena Wright hurriedly stopped him and said, "Dad, your health is not good, you can't eat sweets."
As Alfred Gray got older, his blood sugar also increased, and he rarely ate sweets, but that day was an exception.
Alfred Gray smiled and waved his hands, "This is your birthday cake. Dad will try it anyway."
After dinner, Alena Wright was still thinking about the cake Alfred Gray had just eaten. She was worried that Alfred Gray would be unwell. She got up and poured him a cup of coffee, and said, "Dad, you have some coffee. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."
"I understand, you don't need to be nervous, I will support my old bones until my grandson is born," Alfred Gray said and saw Alena Wright's blushing face.
He picked up his coffee and took a sip, he looked at Ron Andrews and asked, "Is our guest here?"
"Yes master, she is waiting in the living room."
"Go and bring her here."
Alena Wright blinked in confusion, "Dad, is there anyone else coming?"
Then a gentle female voice sounded, "Old Mr. Gray, Young Madam."
"Yes," Alfred Gray replied softly, he turned his head to introduce Alena Wright, "Amanda Quinston, this is the chief designer of EM, I specially invited her over for you."
Alena Wright was even more puzzled, so she asked, "For me?"
"Yes."
Alfred Gray stood up with a cane, and said, "Next week will be the centenary of the establishment of the Monarch Group. Then you will be present there as the young lady of the Gray Family, and everyone will know who you are. Gray Family's daughter-in-law is Waylon Gray's righteous wife!"
With a boom, Alena Wright's scalp numbed.
If she was really to attend there as Gray's daughter-in-law, not only other people would know about her relationship with Waylon Gray, but even Waylon Gray would know that she was Amanda Quinston.
Alena Wright refused without even thinking, "No!"
"Why not?" Alfred Gray raised his eyebrows. After he thought about it, he always felt that Amanda Quinston should be given a name in the family.
Alena Wright's expression turned sharply, and she bit her lip, "Dad, you also know that my relationship with Waylon Gray just got a little bit better. If you rashly do this, I'm afraid it will ruin it."
"Would he dare?" Alfred Gray slid his crutches, and looked at Alena Wright's gaze even more distressed, "The Gray Family owes you a rightful identity, and it's time to give it back to you."
Alfred Gray had been in the business world for many years, and he was once a great figure. Even if he retired behind the scenes, his power would not fade with time.
Alena Wright wanted to say something more. But when she raised her head to meet Alfred Gray's encouraging hope, all her withdrawal fell to her lips and disappeared.
Just when she hesitated, Alfred Gray had already made a decision, "Designer Lewis, you can measure the size for Alena Wright."
Having said that, if she still refused, she would deny her father's reputation in front of outsiders.
She took the designer to the room reserved for her by Alfred Gray on the second floor, Alena Wright let her measure her size.
She was not in her right mind at that moment, so she just let her do her job. And within half an hour the measurements were over.
Back on the first floor, Alfred Gray had recovered his usual calmness, he sat on the sofa with a calm expression on his face drinking coffee and waved when he saw her coming down.
Alena Wright walked over, and designer Lewis who followed behind her first spoke and said, "Mr. Gray, the measurement has been completed for Mrs. Amanda Quinston. If there is no other order, I will leave first."
"Go ahead," he replied.
When designer Lewis disappeared at the door, Alfred Gray said, "Amanda Quinston, don't worry, this designer Lewis is very famous. I will let her design the dress for you and make you beautiful!"
Alena Wright wanted to cry without tears and thought that that was not the reason she was worried about.
She was worried that if Waylon Gray knew the truth, he would cut her off from his life.
As she faced old Mr. Gray, Alena Wright felt miserable and forced a smile, and said, "Well, thank you, Dad."
As she headed out of the Gray family's old house, Alena Wright stood on the road and sighed lightly.
She doesn't know what to do.
When the 100th anniversary came, she was afraid that she couldn't hide it anymore. So she thought if she should take that opportunity to make things clear with Waylon Gray.
Because there was something in her mind, Alena Wright was absent-minded all night and didn't even sleep well.
The next day came.
She went to the company with two dark circles under her eyes.
When her phone rang, Alena Wright was still a little half asleep. The harsh ringing frightened her, then he saw that the one who was calling was Waylon Gray.
Then she thought about the 100th anniversary and said to herself that she would definitely meet Waylon Gray head-on, and her heart almost jumps to her throat.