Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 393: A bomb planner

Seth turned around quickly to call the man that had handed him the phone but he was suddenly gone. He couldn't decide if he had entered the elevator or if he was just lost among the people in the lobby.

His hand gripped the phone even harder. What was happening? He couldn't think at first, his mind was all foggy.

Could Grey have set him up like he did the year before he left Jacksonville?

"Seth!" Smith yelled at him.

Seth jerked out and looked up at one of the security guards.

"You have to leave now," the security guard reminded them in a strong tone.

Seth released a sigh and nodded briefly before he walked out of the lobby without another word to Smith. He didn't stop until he was out of Protos Pubblicita. He turned to look at Smith with anger showing all over his face.

"This was all your fault!" He yelled in anger.

Smith gave him a confused look. "What do you mean? What are you talking about?"

Seth stretched the phone out. "Don't fucking ask me! Don't you dare ask me that question! Just check for yourself"

Smith took the phone with a confused expression. His eyes went wide with shock as he watched the video. "What the fuck is this?"

Seth grew even angrier. Are you going to pretend as if you don't know what that is? As if you

I obviously didn't think you were being recorded. You could have checked for a CCTV camera and turned back when you did see one,"

So this is

load of air but

get it!" He clicked his tongue. "Now I really understand why Protos Pubblicita changed its mind. Most especially why they made the decision today! It was because

US because of that! They must have thought we would stain their name. And you made me do it!" He pointed an accusing finger at him. "And to even

of crazy confusion. He had never for once suspected the plan. How was he supposed to think that Grey was going to

be serious, Seth! You can't be! And you have to stop this! You

to me!’ He insisted in

have to leave here. We can

much have I just lost? And you are

people that were starting

car or something? People

does it look like I do?" He

fired back. "Do you think I'm happy that we lost the order? I've lost a lot already as well. Putting the blame on me won't

at him. "But it would do a lot to know that you caused

going to continue this? Then fuck off and do whatever you want!" He flagged down a

his fist against the car in anger. His blood was boiling in rage. He hit

was he supposed to do at that moment? He couldn't even think. All he could do was scream in anger, not mindful of the stares and silent

He was done for.

walked inside the living room of Giovanni. He stopped a