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Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 308
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Chapter 308: Payback

"Call the men to a standby. You are taking Lawrence the moment he walks out of that hotel," he

ordered.

Don nodded briefly. "Alright, Boss," he got out of the car to make some calls while Grey continued to

watch the entrance of the hotel.

It took over three hours when Lawrence walked out of the hotel.

"He's out," Don said to the receiver.

"That man," Grey said suddenly as he pointed towards a man that walked out with Alex.

Don followed the path of Grey's gaze. "Who?" He demanded with confusion written all over his face.

Grey didn't talk again as he continued to watch the man closely walking with Alex. There was no way

his eyes would be playing tricks on him. It was the man that attacked him the night before.

So, he was right and he was really working with Giovanni.

"Let's move," Grey said suddenly as Jane walked out of the hotel.

"Yes boss," Richard responded and started the ignition.

Jane was still walking along the street, looking confused and in deep thought.

Richard pulled up beside her suddenly, startling her for a moment.

"Get inside," Don ordered.

Jane nodded briefly and rounded the car to enter it. Richard drove immediately.

"Who was that man?" He questioned.

Jane looked at Grey. "Who?"

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Grey regarded her for a moment. "The man with the face mark. The mark that stretched from his eyes."

Jane sighed. "He's Pablo Gotti," she announced.

Grey raised skeptical brows but he didn't say a word.

"He's a mafia lord too and he's not here to play. I_."

Grey cut her off immediately. "I didn't ask for your opinion. Did you record your conversation?"

Jane hesitated. "Yes, I did but I must warn you about him. He's very dangerous and he has a great plan

for you."

Grey stretched out his hand. "The phone Jane!" He muttered.

Jane nodded severally and rummaged through her bag for her phone. She pulled it out and stretched it

towards Grey.

Grey regarded her for a moment before he took the phone. "I will listen to it tonight and get it delivered

to you before you leave for work tomorrow."

Jane's heart leaped for fear. "But l_"

"Done deal, Jane. I don't want questions or opinions from you. Get out."

Jane tried to say something but nothing came out of her mouth.

"Get out, Jane!" Grey yelled suddenly that Jane rushed for the door handle, opened the door, and got

out.

It turned out that Richard was already in front of Jane's house.

"But_," she started again but Richard pulled out into the street before she would even say more.

She started to think of what Grey would say if he saw the messages on her phone. She thought that

Giovanni was being authoritative but Grey was the worst. There was not even a way out again.

"Where's Lawrence?" Grey demanded.

"The men have him in the car. We are waiting for your order," Don responded.

"Take me there!" Gry ordered.

"Yes boss,” Richard muttered and pulled the car around.

They drove for some minutes before Richard pulled to a stop in front of a black car.

Richard hurried down to open the door for Grey.

Grey got down and hesitated for a moment. "Is he unconscious or not?"

"Yes, but the drugs should be wearing off soon," Don explained and beckoned one of the men from afar

closer to them.

When he was close enough, he gave Grey a bow. "Welcome boss."

"He's in the car. What should we do?"

Grey thought for a moment. "I need a chair and I want Lawrence on it before he wakes up,” he said.

The man took another bow before he walked away to do what Grey had told him.

Within minutes, Grey was sitting in front of Lawrence and waiting for him to open his eyes. He had his

hands tied together behind his back.

Lawrence opened his eyes slowly, a bit tired. His memory felt foggy as he does so. He tried to move his

body but that felt even more dangerous.

He looked up, just as the breeze hit him. He felt chilly all of a sudden only to discover he wasn't

wearing his suit. He had only a white shirt on. Who took off his clothes?

"Hello, Lawrence," A thick but familiar voice said suddenly.

Lawrence looked down at Grey. He blinked once, then twice, skeptical and shocked at how Grey was

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suddenly in front of him.

"Grey?" He called softly, still unable to believe his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

Grey smiled. "You must be startled. The blow to your head must have been the reason. You've got a lot

of blood on there and they won't stop coming out," he mocked.

It was at this moment that realisation dawned on him. He remembered a car pulling over in front of his

car on his way back home. And when he got down to say something, something actually knocked him

out.

"You did that?"

Grey regarded him for a moment. "You tried to kill me, remember?"

"Get me out of here, Grey. Or I will show you!" He warned.

Grey stood. "What will you do? Will you try to kill me again?"

"Let me go, this instance or that is exactly what will happen!" He screamed.

"Good, I will," Grey smiled softly as several men walked forward.

Giovanni didn't tell Lawrence that Grey was Hercules. The only thing he knew was that he wanted to

get back at Grey so that he could get accepted in Protos Pubblicita. Grey was the only obstacle. In fact,

he was the one that approached Giovanni.

Lawrence's eyes went wide at the men standing behind Grey. "Let me go! What are you going to do to

me!"

"Push him to the middle of the road," Grey ordered and several men moved forward to comply.

"What are you doing? Why are you going to move me!" Lawrence yelled with fright.

"This side of the road is always quiet at this time of the night but by 6 tomorrow morning, you will see

passersby. But if you are so lucky, you will get help and leave here tonight or you might just become a

victim of whatever bad thing that is going to happen."