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Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 205
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Chapter 205: Rescued

Grey couldn't really think about it. Well, they had no time to.

“We will discuss this later. I need to finish up with this cream recipe,” Grey said urgently and resumed what he was writing.

“Do you think we should involve the police?” Maria inquired.

Beatrice looked at her. “I don't think it's ideal. Anyways, we will go by what Grey wants. I mean we could call the police and Hattie

might hurt Caramel.”

Maria thought about it for a moment and nodded briefly. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

Grey finally finished up. “No, it's ok. You can go home so you can go to work earlier tomorrow. I leave Protos Pubblicita in your

care and I might come to work late tomorrow,” he expressed.

Maria nodded once, “when have you been able to check sư? I can check tomorrow before I go to Protos Pubblicita,” she

suggested.

Grey nodded briefly. “You are my left hand anyways. You can do as you see fit. I will check it all out later,” he informed.

Maria smiled and bowed slightly. “Alright boss. I will leave then. Goodnight.”

“Good night, Maria,” Grey stressed and watched Maria walk out of the room.

Grey's phone rang suddenly. It was Gregory.

“We are prepared and awaiting your order, when is Beatrice meeting with Hattie?”

Grey stood up and walked into his room. “Soon, I will be there in a jiffy. Then, the plan can start,” he informed and hung up.

He went very fast with changing his clothes. It wasn't even up to ten minutes.

Grey rushed downstairs and met Beatrice, holding the cream recipe firmly in her hands. She was quite anxious. For a mother

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who was scared of seeing her daughter for the last time.

Grey wondered how his mother must have felt while she was dying.

“Is everything set?” she inquired.

Grey nodded and grabbed his car keys. “I’m leaving now but I will call you when it’s time to go and see

Hattie,” he said and walked out of the house.

He drove over to Megaphone where Gregory would be with the men as well.

The moment he walked inside, he took his phone and placed a call to Beatrice. She picked it up

immediately.

“Yes, Grey?”

“Go now. I’ve sent Don over with you so that you wouldn’t be held hostage. The only thing she can do

is to tell you she would like to try the cream out before she releases Caramel,” he explained.

“Alright, I will do that.”

Grey saw Gregory from where he sat. Their eyes met and locked for some minutes before Grey turned

away and walked out of the club.

Gregory already got what he meant by what he did. So, he followed Grey out of the club.

“Are we ready to proceed?” Gregory asked as he met up with Grey.

Grey nodded, “let’s go,” he ordered and entered the car.

Gregory gave the men signals and they all fit into two cars. Gregory got into Grey’s car.

“I don’t feel it’s ok for you to come along,” Gregory stated, trying if he could still change Grey’s mind.

“You know I wouldn’t change my mind, ” was the reply he gave as he pulled out into the street.

Gregory nodded briefly. “I know, you are the son of your father after all,” he teased.

Grey smiled softly as he pressed hard on the accelerator, impatient getting the best of him.

When they arrived in front of the big company, Grey took his mask and the chain he used the other

time.

“Alfred told me that you can’t handle a gun,” Gregory inquired, skeptical.

Grey nodded briefly. “Just for a little time, I’m starting my practice by Saturday.”

Alfred sighed as the men got down and rushed to the company’s wall. “The billionaire party is this

Saturday. How would you cope?”

Grey opened the door. “I will squeeze it all in. I’m a fast learner after all. If it will give me a problem,

then I will leave for my estate tomorrow to do the necessary,” he revealed and got out.

Gregory nodded briefly and got out of the car as well. “He’s quite brilliant.”

The men had climbed inside and were battling with the security guards. Grey didn’t worry himself and

waited in front of the gate.

It didn’t take long when it opened and Grey walked inside with Gregory.

“Destroy the surveillance cameras!” Gregory ordered and the men scampered.

Grey walked to one of the security guards that was lying on the floor forcefully, “where is your

basement?”

The security guard went quiet for a moment until a gun was probing him by his back.

“Answer him or this bullet might penetrate! I’m swift with guns,” one of the men bellowed.

The security guard shivered. “I will show you,” he confessed.

“You guys should follow me,” Gregory pointed at the men as the security guard walked inside slowly. Gregory, Grey, and the

other men followed behind.

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They walked for some minutes before the security guard unlocked the door, when they stepped inside, it was darker inside but

they could hear muffled sounds.

It felt like someone was being gagged.

“Where’s the switch?” Grey yelled in anger, his blood boiling with anger that he might even tear apart that building at that

moment.

The security guard hesitated but someone was already pointing a gun at him. He eventually forced himself to the other side and

switched the light on. His eyes went wide with shock when he saw

a woman on the chair, tied to it.

Grey hit the security guard by the neck and she slumped and fell into a deep slumber. Then, he rushed towards the woman on

the chair and his eyes widened when he realized it was Caramel.

There was a blind around her eyes and a gag on her mouth. She was crying, a silent cry of horror and fear.

Grey looked back at Gregory. “Dispersed,” he mouthed the word and they pulled back.

Grey stared back at Caramel and lowered the gag.

“Please, don’t hurt me!” Caramel begged, while still crying.

Grey sighed. “It’s me, Caramel.”

Caramel went mute for a moment, as realization dawned on her. “ Grey?”

“Do you trust me, Caramel?”

Caramel nodded quickly, tiređly. “I do.”

“Good because I won’t remove the blind until we are on the way home.”

“Home?” Caramel was still shocked.

“Yes, home Caramel.” He affirmed in a thick voice.