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. 

if a car was almost near. Was it Charles? Maybe that was

hide. What if it wasn’t

and stared at the street while waiting patiently for whoever might be

stop in front of him.

the door opened and Grey saw the driver

by the attendant

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

in front

a bad guy, Philip” the attendant laughed as

a moment.

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

pulled back. “Anyone could be coming. Let’s go there,” she suggested, pointing towards the other side of the flower garden.

actually better. We could have some minutes to ourselves.

go ahead. I will take the wine while you dress the place,

briefly, like a fool before he hurried inside the flower

once, confused. Were they going to have sex on the flowers? Or was there something else that

door, and walked

walked out from where he had been hiding, just in time for his phone to ring. It was Charles.

the path

walked for a moment while pulling the flower away from his face before

some minutes before he stopped again as he

were at the front of the tent. Grey couldn’t see their full body, except for their heads and their hands as they held a cup full

how much I’ve always wanted to spend time with

it the Hercules that told you to get