Secretly The Billionaire Boss By Debbie Chocolate Chapter 87
Secretly The Billionaire Boss
Chapter 87: When Boss meets Despicable âAudrey is a despicable man and very notorious. Heâs not a mafia but heâs even very deadly. People think he might actually create a mafia group soon and he has a lot of guards,â Don explained.
Grey thought for a moment.â So, how do I see him?â
âThereâs always an appointment,â Richard interceded.â One needed to book an appointment a few hours before. And heâs very callous. He could be in the office and he would refuse to see the person until the precise time,â he revealed.
Grey made a smirk.â Seriously? Iâm seeing him, and now must it be,â he muttered.â Whoâs taking me to his place?â
âI will do that,â Richard said quickly.
Don regarded Grey for a moment. âItâs very dangerous to go alone. I can arrange some of the boys. We can meet you over there,â he suggested.
âDo what you want,â Grey stated and got down from the passenger seat and maneuvered around the car.
Don turned to look at Richard. âStick to the Boss and let them know who they are messing with!â He ordered.
Richardâs eyes went wide with shock. âThe boss said we should never reveal his identity.â Don held Richard by the collar.â Foolish! I will rather reveal his identity than let him die. Heâs a father to all, fool!â
He yelled at him.â That aside, if Hercules is really good, everyone will suffer!â
Grey opened the passengerâs door and Don quickly let go of Richard. Grey looked over at Richard.
âLetâs move,â he informed him.
Richard nodded briefly and got down with Don.
âDonât forget, Richard. If worst comes to worst, you must listen to me,â he repeated before he flagged down a taxi. Richard watched him for a moment before he got into the driverâs seat as well. Greyâs recent boldness especially when he meets with his men was something he had been trained to do. He had forgotten a lot about his personality but the courage seemed to descend on him the moment his memories came back.
Since he was barely eleven, he was trained to be very tough. His father made him very strong, he made a man out of the young boy. So, Grey had been very brave since when he was very young.
That aside, being the Hercules was a huge responsibility. He would never show his subjects that he wasnât capable. A mafia Lord needs everything except being a coward.
Greyâs fatherâs favorite words always strike a chord in Greyâs ears.
âIf you are weak, you will lose the one you love.â Grey had thought that his mother died because of his fatherâs weakness. He had trained not only to be strong but to be the best. He trained to surpass his father. Richard pulled up in front of a building and looked at Grey. âHereâs Audreyâs chamber,â he gestured towards the entrance that was heavily guarded by four hefty men.
Grey smiled. âDoes he always have men to protect him like this?â Richard nodded once. âAs weâve said once, heâs so deadly and he lives in his world, untampered by anyone.â
Grey opened the door and got out. Richard cursed underneath his breath. âWe should have brought some guns,â he muttered before he got down and followed Grey.
Grey walked towards the entrance.
One of the men stretched out his hand to stop him. âWhy are you here?â
Grey regarded them for a moment. They must have undergone some physical exercises because they looked big with huge chests and tiny waists.
Most times, it was just to deceive. Most skilled martial arts donât need to have such a huge chest and broad shoulders.
Audrey likes to install fears.
âAudrey,â he said casually. âIâm here to see him.â âAny appointments?â
Grey inclined his head aside.â I just did.â One of the men smirked.â Leave, boy, before we change our mind.â Grey regarded them for a moment. âDo I look like I care? Take me to Audrey now before I change my mind.â
The men exchanged glances before they concentrated them on Grey. âLetâs deal with this boy!â One of them urged.
âWait,â they had barely taken two steps forward when a strong male voice boomed.
The men stepped back and a short fairly old man with a beard walked out from the door. He had a smoke pipe at the corner of his mouth, as he regarded Grey for a moment. He searched his brain quickly to see if he knew him from somewhere. Grey looked like a stranger to him. He blew on the pipe and pulled it out, âWho are you, and why are you here? For business?â
Grey released a sigh. He wanted to tell the men to thank their creator as he would have bashed their faces if Audrey had not stepped in. âBusiness, you may say,â Grey smiled. âWhy donât we go in to talk?
You donât know what the future might hold.â
Audrey observed him for another moment, then he smiled. âLet it entail a lot of money. I wonât go out of my way for you for nothing.â Grey faked a smile.â More than huge money. Maybe what you have never imagined.â
Audrey laughed at this. He loved money so much that he would do anything to get it. He placed the pipe in his mouth and signaled for the men to let Grey pass through The men pulled aside for Grey and Richard to pass through the entrance.
They walked through the alley, and eventually entered a spacious but disarranged room. There was a pile of books everywhere, unused and used smoke pipes. Also, men were guarding the room. Grey eyes searched around quickly and he made a mental calculation and discovered they were fifteen. It seemed like Audrey was really scared. The men at the entrance pulled Grey and Richard backward.
They searched their body violently, then retrieved the debit card from Greyâs body.
âA card, boss,â the man informed Audrey. Grey watched the two for a minute. â Give me back my card.â
Audrey smiled wildly. âNo, I donât do such a thing. I will need to hold onto your card until the end of this meeting,â he announced.
âGive me back the card, what I have to say has nothing to do with the card!â Grey muttered.
Audrey regarded him for another moment. He dropped the smoke pipe and sat on his chair. âBring the card here and chase them out!â He ordered.
âWhat! At least, give us the card!â Richard said quickly, in fear as he contemplated either listening to Grey or Don.
Audrey laughed. âWho is he by the way?â
âDo you know who this is?â Richard opined, in annoyance.
Audreyâs face flipped from Richard to Grey. âA police? A detective? Or a reporter? A president? I donât really care about such things, you are in my dormitory, I can do whatever I like with you,â he stated.
Grey smiled. âAudrey, I am going to ask you for the last time. Give me the card or face the consequences,â he warned.
Audreyâs face went blank as realization hit him.â Damn, heâs a police officer. Boys, get him!â Richard sighed, with indecisiveness. What should he do?