Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 211: The Spy within

Grey pulled to a sudden stop and looked at Richard. “That’s good. That means I won’t be following you to the estate.”

“No, you can follow me over. I mean I only need to pretend to be you,” he protested.

“No, I have a way to check if the driver is also a spy. And don’t worry, I’m positive that my plan will work out,” he assured.

Richard reluctantly nodded. “What do you want me to do now?”

“I’m going to call Charles and let him know of our plans. So, what you are supposed to do is very simple. Just act as if you are Hercules and I will finish the rest,” he explained, not really in the mood to expatiate.

Richard nodded briefly. “That’s fine,” he got down and maneuvered around the car to the driver’s seat.

Grey got down and stepped aside for Richard to enter the car.

“But why don’t we do this the easy way? We could just take everyone and torture them till they spill the milk,” Richard suggested.

“Yes, right but that will mean torturing innocent people. Now, go!” He ordered.

Richard nodded briefly and started the ignition.

The main door of the building was still far away but Grey was certain he could trek it. He would do anything that would clear the estate of spies. Then, he could be thinking of taking charge as the Mafia boss.

He brought out his phone to dial Charles’s number. He didn’t pick up. So, redialed.

He could hear a faint sound of a fast-approaching car. He hung up and tried to listen again.

was almost near. Was it Charles? Maybe that was

to hide. What if

bent and stared at the street

it didn’t take long before a red car suddenly pulled to a sudden stop in front of him. The

the driver get down. His

followed closely by the attendant

that the driver was actually working with the Attendant. Thank

in front of

a bad guy, Philip” the attendant laughed as Philip

for a moment. They were

be the end of me, Tiana,” Philip finally kissed her, his hands rubbing

go there,” she suggested, pointing towards the other

minutes to ourselves. I can’t

the wine while you dress

before

to have sex on the flowers? Or was there something else that

retrieved a wine and two wine glasses from inside, closed the door, and walked towards the same path that

been hiding, just in time for his phone to

Charles.

and instead moved towards the path

before he saw that someone had actually created a space in

some minutes before he stopped again as he stared at the tent amid the

Grey couldn’t see their full body, except for their heads

don’t know how much I’ve always wanted to spend time with you,” Philip