Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 393

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?"

to pretend as if you don't know what that is? As

think you were being recorded. You could have checked for

So this

of air

its mind. Most especially why

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 face

in some sort of crazy confusion. He had never for once suspected the plan. How was he supposed to think that Grey was going to use it against

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

aren't stopping shit! You are going to talk to me!’ He insisted in a deep voice,

Seth, we have to leave here. We can discuss

How much have I done and how much have I

gaze searched around him at the people that were starting to look

enter the car or something? People

does it look like

the order? I've lost a lot already as well. Putting the blame on me won't do

do a lot

tightened on him. "Seriously? Are you going to continue this? Then fuck off and do whatever you want!" He flagged down a taxi and got inside before Seth would say

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

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

He was done for.

Giovanni. He stopped

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