Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 211: The Spy within 

Grey pulled to a sudden stop and looked at Richard. “That’s good. That means I won’t be following you to the estate.” 

“No, you can follow me over. I mean I only need to pretend to be you,” he protested. 

“No, I have a way to check if the driver is also a spy. And don’t worry, I’m positive that my plan will work out,” he assured. 

Richard reluctantly nodded. “What do you want me to do now?” 

“I’m going to call Charles and let him know of our plans. So, what you are supposed to do is very simple. Just act as if you are Hercules and I will finish the rest,” he explained, not really in the mood to expatiate. 

Richard nodded briefly. “That’s fine,” he got down and maneuvered around the car to the driver’s seat. 

Grey got down and stepped aside for Richard to enter the car. 

“But why don’t we do this the easy way? We could just take everyone and torture them till they spill the milk,” Richard suggested. 

“Yes, right but that will mean torturing innocent people. Now, go!” He ordered. 

Richard nodded briefly and started the ignition. 

The main door of the building was still far away but Grey was certain he could trek it. He would do anything that would clear the estate of spies. Then, he could be thinking of taking charge as the Mafia boss. 

He brought out his phone to dial Charles’s number. He didn’t pick up. So, redialed. 

He could hear a faint sound of a fast-approaching car. He hung up and tried to listen again. 

car was almost near. Was it

hide. What if it wasn’t Charles?

walked inside the flower garden. He bent and stared at the street while waiting patiently

a sudden stop in front of him. The car was tinted and Grey couldn’t see

and Grey saw the driver get down. His

by the attendant from

fact that the driver was actually working with the Attendant. Thank goddess

in front

the attendant laughed

dumbstruck for a moment. They were lovers?

of me, Tiana,” Philip finally kissed her, his hands rubbing her ass

be coming. Let’s go there,” she suggested, pointing towards

actually better. We could have some minutes to ourselves. I can’t wait to eat you.

you dress the place, ” Tiana said, with a

before

Were they going to have sex on the flowers? Or was there

wine glasses from inside, closed the door, and walked towards the same path that Philip had gone to.

had been hiding, just in time for his phone to ring. It was Charles.

the path

away from his face before he saw that someone had actually created a space in the flower garden.

minutes before he stopped again as he stared at the tent amid the flower garden.

full body, except for their heads and their hands

sincerely don’t know how much I’ve always wanted

Same here. But tell me, was it the Hercules that told