Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 242: A man in suit

Charles had already arranged everything before they got off the plane.

They got lodged into a nice suite in Italy. While Charles went over to make an appointment with the CEO of the Disegno shoe company, Grey waited in the room.

His phone rang suddenly, the moment he switched it on. It was Alfred.

“Hello, Hercules. Are you in Italy now?”

“Yes, I am,” Grey hesitated. How is Leo?”

He’s fine. Though, he still doesn’t remember anything. The doctor is yet to release the result. But from the look of things, the doctor doesn’t think he’s suffering from dementia. Instead, he thinks it can either be temporary or permanent memory loss,” he explained.

Grey nodded briefly. ” Alright, I was going to talk to you when I get back. I’ve found my last card and I might be revealing my identity to the public after it,” he revealed.

“Seriously? I will tell the others about it. We can discuss it at my house. I can’t wait for you to show yourself to the world as well,” he said with a hint of happiness.

Grey smiled. “Yes, it’s time anyways. I have to decide because of my men. That aside, Giovanni sent someone to get a strand of my hair. He must be thinking toward me. If I don’t act fast, it would be my loss.

He expressed.

“What! When did that happen?”

“Yesterday. But don’t you worry, we will definitely talk more about it.”

Alright, Boss. I will inform others. Bye then,” and the phone went off.

The door opened and Charles walked inside.” Boss, Francesco wants to have a chat with you immediately.”

raised skeptical

he wasn’t really interested but when he heard you were Hercules, he suddenly changed his mind. I don’t know what the problem is but I think you should settle

nodded slightly.” Then, we should

Francesco’s clubs in town. And

have

gave the man another punch in the stomach that sent

be able to get a strand of his hair? That’s like the

man rolling on the floor with pain and made to move towards him again but

“Sir, please, calm down.”

to kill this

fault,” Paul said

looked over at his side, at Paul, so,

was the man that aided Marcus before Grey would make

his sleeve. It was so impossible to touch his head, talkless of getting a strand of the hair. I don’t

fight. There was no way that Grey would be skilled in martial arts. Something was going on somewhere. Unless he was really hiding

mean he shouldn’t have lied to you if

hard. What if Grey was Hercules? Then that would explain

he was the one that attacked him and also the only one

briefly. It couldn’t be. If it was, he would be

need to send a very skilled martial Lord to retrieve what

Alex nodded briefly.

from afar just as Alex opened his

looked over at the man approaching closer.

this parcel from Miss

hurriedly and broke the seal. He brought out a sealed nylon.