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?"

pretend as if you don't know

his brows. "We all agreed to the plan and 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," he

this is

a load of air but 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 of this video! Grey must have shown

have thought we would stain their name. And you made me do it!" He pointed an accusing finger at him. "And to even think you didn't join me! I went along! Only my

away for a moment as different thoughts went through his mind in some sort of crazy confusion. He had never for once suspected the plan. How

And you

shit! You are going to talk to me!’ He insisted in a deep

Seth, we have to leave here. We can discuss this later elsewhere or

much I've put down on this order? How much have I done and how much have

him at the people that were

the car or something?

it look like I do?" He fired at

lost the order? I've lost a

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

off and do whatever you want!" He flagged down a taxi and got inside before Seth would

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

All he could do was scream in anger, not mindful of the stares and

He was done for.

the living room of Giovanni. He stopped a few feets away from Giovanni and