Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 17: Hercules‘ fan

Before the man could blink, Grey‘s fist collided with his face and sent him reeling backward,

“What the fuck!” Everyone gasped around him, however, Grey wasn‘t done. He was fuming with rage as he moved nearer and pulled him up by his collar. There was blood on his nose already.

“What the fuck did you say I was? The likes of you need to be punished!” He muttered and ducked a blow in his stomach.

The man puffed out blood.

“What the fuck! He‘s going to kill him!” A voice yelled from the crowd and Grey finally let him go. Actually, he regretted his actions but knew it had to be done. If he hadn‘t done anything, the man would have taken Caramel away which was like a disgrace to him.

He turned around to look at Caramel that had a satisfied grin on her face. She doesn‘t look frightened like he expected her to be. A figure was suddenly lurking behind him. A hand caught Grey‘s neck immediately and tightened the grip around him.

Grey moved his head in and hit it against the man‘s forehead. The grip loosened as a cry of wail escaped the man.

Everyone was taking pictures and recording now that Grey was starting to feel uneasy.

“What the fuck is going on in here?” A deep voice yelled suddenly, startling everyone.” This is a restaurant and not a place of a fight!” He scolded angrily.

manager,”

I‘m bleeding?” The man ranted, his palm over

manager looked from the man to Grey. Then, he slowly regarded his attire. “What? You had the

at the man. “Insulted me and I gave him

You should kneel and beg him.” ” He should be the one apologizing!” He informed everyone that didn‘t hear what had transpired between the man and

frustration. “Actually, this man really embarrassed him,” Caramel came through and looked up at the manager.” I was with Grey when this man came and asked

stretched it out for the manager to see. “Do you know who gave me

I think he‘s telling the truth!” Someone

could stop himself. He took the card from Grey and gave it

one that was authorized by Alfred and only a few were made. Owning a card like it only means that the person was closer

speak but nothing came out. He was transfixed to the spot as he thought of what he had said to Grey. Alfred could

now. Deal with the

know what was going through in Caramel‘s head but he didn‘t want to ask. Caramel had been so curious from the onset. He wondered if his little mistake would expose his identity. He finally pulled up at a popular bar on Third Street. It was getting real late now and Grey was feeling too hungry. Though, he wasn‘t at all bothered about it. There were years of his life when he couldn‘t afford three square meals. In fact, when he was in the orphanage, he had bullies who would snatch his food and leave him to starve. Those years were the

you alright?” Caramel asked suddenly, noticing the unfamiliar expression on

and smiled. “I‘m alright. I‘m sorry I ruined our meal. Can I buy you

door and got out before Grey would. They both walked into the bar. Before he walked inside, Grey noticed the name displayed on the billboard. He had heard of Atomic Liquors. This bar was owned by Giovanni, a boss of one of the mafia