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.”

skeptical brows.”

he heard you were Hercules, he suddenly changed his

Then, we should get prepared. Where are we

And he’s

we have to be snappy as

the stomach that sent him reeling backward. He

could you not be able to get a strand of his hair? That’s like the simplest thing to do!” He

floor with pain and made to move towards him again but he was pulled to a

“Sir, please, calm down.”

to kill

not Marcus‘ fault,” Paul said

at his side, at

before Grey would make him spill

art but he has some skills off his sleeve. It was so impossible to touch his head, talkless of getting a strand of the hair.

couldn’t fight. There was no way that Grey would be skilled in martial arts. Something was going on somewhere. Unless he was really

something? I mean he shouldn’t

hard. What if Grey was Hercules? Then that would

Hercules, it would make sense since he was the one that attacked him and also the only one close by. There was no other way out and Alex had to pull off the

If it was,

think we need to send a very skilled martial Lord to retrieve

Alex nodded briefly.

from afar just as Alex opened his

over at the man

from

He brought out a sealed nylon. In the nylon was a