Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 392: Set up

The door to Giovanni's private room opened and a man walked inside. It was late at night and Giovanni was in one of his clubs. He took a cup filled with wine already and sipped it.

"Any news?"

"Yes, boss. There’s feedback from our spy that he just left goodness hospital."

"What for?" Giovanni didn't look at him as he asked.

"We didn't get that sir but he told US that he spent a lot of time there. And the room he entered was not only a VIP one but also guarded," he revealed.

Giovanni looked at him for a moment. "Then that means the person must be very important to him," he reasoned for a moment. "I want you to find out who the person is. And I want it as quickly as possible. It could actually provide US an opportunity to eliminate Grey."

The man bowed slightly and walked out.

Giovanni was looking for every means possible. Anything would do as long as it eliminates Grey. And he wouldn't stop until he finds it.

Smith and Seth entered Protos Pubblicita and hesitated. "I'm anxious, Smith," Seth started.

Smith released a sigh. "If Maria is making a decision the next day after she saw our store, then we should be convinced of what her decision would be.

Seth thought about it and nodded briefly. "You are right actually. I didn't even think about that," he released a sigh. "Let's be positive that this order is ours already."

our order," he insisted and they both finally entered the

a message from Protos Pubblicita that they were

and knocked slightly. "Hello, ma. Mr. Smith and Mr. Seth are here to meet you,"

the intercom above them.

look at Smith and Seth. "You

a

an engaging smile.

the

Maria gestured at the chairs in front of her and

come to the end of the

his face. "And we know why exactly we are

and concluded that Protos Pubblicita must have decided to award him the contract. There was no way they would call only him out if they had no plan of

she looked over at their faces for their expression. "You didn't get the order," she dropped

heart leave him for a moment. "What!" He exclaimed softly. "That can't be!

We don't have the time to do that. Protos Pubblicita

That's why you had to

We don't owe you an explanation. Now, it's

table angrily, his fists were clenched and it felt like the

you our store yesterday. I don’t even know if you should

my office right away," she ordered and hung up. She looked at the men again. "I've called the securities and they will be

to start thinking of the loans he took and the fact that he might not be able