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.

as if a car was almost near. Was it Charles? Maybe

to

He bent and stared at the street while waiting patiently for whoever might

a sudden stop in front of him. The car was tinted and Grey couldn’t see what was

Grey saw the driver get down. His

closely by the

that came to Grey’s head was the fact that the driver was actually working with the Attendant. Thank goddess he

in front

bad guy, Philip” the attendant laughed as

for a moment. They were

to be the end of me, Tiana,” Philip finally kissed

back. “Anyone could be coming. Let’s go there,” she suggested, pointing towards the other side of the flower

to ourselves. I can’t wait to eat you. out,”

ahead. I will take the wine while you

a fool before he hurried inside

on the flowers? Or was there

the door,

been hiding, just in time for his phone

Charles.

didn’t pick up and instead moved towards the path that

walked for a moment while pulling the flower away from his face before he

for some minutes before he stopped again as he stared at

full body, except for

know how much I’ve always wanted to