Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

announced.

“What!” Alfred was shocked. “You have? How? When?” “Well, Giovanni didn't have it in the first place. Dylan did. We've spoken and he gave it to me on the condition that Giovanni dies.” “Have you checked the recordings? Are they instant?” “Yes, they are,” Grey confirmed.

Alfred released a sigh of relief. “So, what do you want us to do now?” Grey thought about it for a moment.

“Giovanni will be convicted, Alfred, for murder. Let's do this the law way.” “Good! I will speak to Jason about this.

When are you coming back to Jacksonville?”

“In 3 days. I'm sick and have to be in the hospital till then.” “Good then. We will prepare for your arrival. I will message you on how it goes,” he assured.

“Good then. Tell Gregory this then,” he muttered and hung up.

Giovanni sucked in breath. He was more than angry at this point. He felt cornered. It felt like it was the end for him.

With Alex in prison, things even looked harder than it was previously. He had Jost everything, hadn't he? He puffed the cigar again. He has lost everything, The only way he could get himself back was to take Grey down

once and for all.

If he was gone, he would be able to get back on his feet.

do that? He has tried that

than he thought. He really wasn't like his father. He was a tough nut to

blind and with no memory. What more could he do to him that would be absolutely punishing? “Boss, what should we do?” One

and puffed more cigars.

way.” The man groaned

from the men?” The man

“Nothing boss,” he confirmed.

and puffed again.

door opened suddenly. “Boss! We have news.” Giovanni didn't

up. “Spill

is arriving in

was a long pause and Giovanni looked at the men one after the

no mistake

Grey Fox must die!”

Charles looked at Grey,

know but you do trust me, right? Just trust me.” Charles regarded him for a moment and slowly released a sigh.

die, and not

evidence after Giovanni dies. So, this deal will be useless for me. Besides, Giovanni will not live after killing my father. Don't think I plan on sparing his life.” Dylan laughed. “I like that! I sincerely do!” He muttered, dipped his hand into his pocket, and pulled