Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 213: The dressing

Grey smiled and tried to insert cartridges into the pistol.

Richard watched him do it, only to clasp his hand together for him. “You are a fast learner, I’m impressed, boss.”

Grey looked at him for a moment, a smile still tugging at his mouth before he aimed at the Target. He shot it severally and the bullet almost penetrated the bull’s eyes.

“This is fast. In no time, you will be able to hit the target correctly,” Richard complimented.” We should take a short break. What should I get you?”

“Wine is ok,” Grey responded and placed the pistol on the table.

Charles appeared from behind him. “You are swift. Did your father teach you all these?”

Grey moved to sit. “I’m a full option, which is why I am being very careful. Imagine if I had shown those people I was Hercules, what would have happened?”

Charles nodded briefly, finally surrendering. He moved to sit in front of Grey. “I understand but sooner than later, you will still have to show your men that you are Hercules.”

Yes but not now. I will be sure of where I’m stepping into by that time.”

Charles relaxed in his chair. “Alright, we will be waiting.”

Richard walked back with a glass of champagne and three glasses of wine. He served Grey and Charles.

“The Billionaire club party is tomorrow. Are you coming with me?” Grey inquired.

will. I should

wine. “Actually, you will

mean?” He glanced at Richard and

to give Giovanni a show. So, we will be having two Hercules. One will be without a mask and the other will be with a mask. Richard will be acting as me and he would be the first to show up at the hall. While the reporters are clustering around him, I would enter through the back door, then Richard and you can tell the the

reporters

really met with the godfather and he’s going to

him a favor in return. I

So, giving Richard a role is just to

wonder what he would do when his plan fails. He would regret leaving the president of the club to

and suddenly stood up. “Then we have a lot of work to do.

up at him. “What are you

the same hairstyle. I’m going to call the stylist and then order one of the expensive suits in the city,” he looked at Richard. Consider yourself lucky. You will be wearing millions

knelt in front of Grey, with a happy expression. “Thank you

stood.” Let’s practice more before Charles

stood

picked up the pistol and shot at the target several times. Though he didn’t hit the bull’s-

phone rang suddenly and

picked up the call, even though

“Hello, Charles.”

room. The stylists are here. I even ordered

there now,” Grey responded and hung up. He looked at

the living room. Three