The House of Grey- Volume 4 Read Online Free PDF

can’t be certain , I am willing to bet you had something to do with the commotion in front of T he Barracks that Mr. Gibson keeps hearing about on his all - too - expensive phone over there.”
    Baroty glanced knowingly over his shoulder , acknowledging Aaron Gibson . “Now , I was able to accumulate all that information by handing you a simple white envelop e . How could I not take advantage of such an opportunity? Ultimately you will find, Monson Gre y, that life is merely a series of tests . T he measure of your success will be how you tackle those tests.”
    Monson reached for another cracker . “You practice d that speech?”
    Baroty let out another unexpected chuckle . “Yes, y es I did. Did you like it?”
    Monson shrugged . “ It was cryptic to say the least. Also, I noticed you left out y our reasoning behind my testing and why you would even need to accumulate information on yours truly in the first place. ”
    “You are a sharp one, my boy. You really are.” Baroty leaned forward as he reached into his ridiculously expensive -looking jacket . “ A nd as a matter of fact , Mr. Grey , you just asked the forty - billion - dollar question.”
    Baroty took out a second nondescript envelope and tossed it to Monson. It landed on the table in front of him. Baroty nodded towards it .
    “Open it . I think you ’ll like what you see.”
    Monson opened the envelope and pulled out the contents.
    It was a check from Baroty Bancshares of America made out to Monson Grey. A check for 42,765,343,321 dollars and 78 cents .
    “So actually it’s a forty-two- billion - dollar question. I rounded down . I hope you will forgive me . ” Baroty laughed at his own joke . “Say something , Monson, I just handed you a great deal of money.”
    Monson stared at the check in his hand . “ U mm…thank you?”
Gibson sneered this time , making no attempt to hide it .   Monson rounded on him. “Don’t judge me , Gibson . W hat the heck am I supposed to say in a situation like this?”
    Gibson’s face soured even as Monson refocused on Baroty . “Now don’t get me wrong Chris , not that having forty-two billion dollars wouldn’t be cool or anything. I can go and buy that private island I ’ve always wanted. But you need to tell me why and you need to tell me now.”
    “It ’ s for your grandfather ’s share in the Baroty Conglomerate.”
    A familiar motherly voice spoke quietly from directly behind Monson. He recognized the voice immediately ; faster than immediately . I t was as if he knew that she was going to show up. Molly walked out from the shadows , acknowledging Baroty and Gibson as she did.
    “Mr. Baroty, Mr. Gibson , how do you do? ”
    “We’ re fine , Ms. Penmentail . Just fine.”
    Monson glanced from Molly to Baroty and found both of them wearing very distasteful expressions. They glared at each other , growing increasingly irate the longer they looked. Monson attempted to lighten the mood.
    “I see you two know each other . How … nice.”
    Molly shot Monson a sharp glare ; a glare so sharp that he recoiled from its effects. It was plain to see that she was pissed — very pissed.
    “ Ye s, we know each other.” Molly turned her irritation back on Baroty . “Did you make him an offer?”
    “You mean this ? ” Monson handed the check to Molly. Her eyes flicker ed downward. A red-hot anger, the funny theatrical kind in cartoons when characters get really upset or eat something spicy , filled Molly ’s face. S he was trying to hold her temper. “I told you, you were to have no contact with him until I was able to talk to him about his options. How dare you make an offer without consulting me! You know full well that legally he could not accept . W hy would you do that?”
    T hat was certainly true. Monson was a minor after all. Why would Baroty do that? Monson wondered.  Another one of those tests perhaps ?  
    Molly grabbed Monson by the collar . “We ’re leaving . Monson , honey , let ’ s