Chapter 242: A man in suit 

Charles had already arranged everything before they got off the plane. 

They got lodged into a nice suite in Italy. While Charles went over to make an appointment with the CEO of the Disegno shoe company, Grey waited in the room. 

His phone rang suddenly, the moment he switched it on. It was Alfred. 

“Hello, Hercules. Are you in Italy now?” 

“Yes, I am,” Grey hesitated. How is Leo?” 

He’s fine. Though, he still doesn’t remember anything. The doctor is yet to release the result. But from the look of things, the doctor doesn’t think he’s suffering from dementia. Instead, he thinks it can either be temporary or permanent memory loss,” he explained. 

Grey nodded briefly. ” Alright, I was going to talk to you when I get back. I’ve found my last card and I might be revealing my identity to the public after it,” he revealed. 

“Seriously? I will tell the others about it. We can discuss it at my house. I can’t wait for you to show yourself to the world as well,” he said with a hint of happiness. 

Grey smiled. “Yes, it’s time anyways. I have to decide because of my men. That aside, Giovanni sent someone to get a strand of my hair. He must be thinking toward me. If I don’t act fast, it would be my loss. 

He expressed. 

“What! When did that happen?” 

“Yesterday. But don’t you worry, we will definitely talk more about it.” 

Alright, Boss. I will inform others. Bye then,” and the phone went off. 

Boss, Francesco wants

raised skeptical brows.” Now?”

heard you were Hercules, he suddenly changed his mind. I don’t know what the

should get prepared. Where are we meeting?”

clubs in town. And he’s on the way

we have to be snappy as

punch in the stomach that sent

How could you not be able to get a strand of his hair? That’s

floor with pain and made to move towards him again but he was pulled

please, calm

this man!”

not Marcus‘ fault,”

at Paul, so, what’s your excuse

aided Marcus before Grey would

the man you painted him to be. He’s not only skilled in a martial art but he has some skills off his sleeve. It was so impossible to touch his head, talkless of getting a strand of the hair. I don’t think you got

Grey told him that he couldn’t fight. There was no way that Grey would be skilled in martial arts. Something was going on somewhere. Unless he was really

he shouldn’t have lied to you if he

the realization hit Alex so hard. What if Grey was Hercules? Then that would explain how his identity. got

the one that attacked him and also the only one close by. There was no other way out and Alex had to pull off the mask in front of him.

It couldn’t be. If it was, he would be the one

we need to send a very skilled martial Lord to retrieve what we

Alex nodded briefly. 

from afar just as Alex opened his mouth to say something.

looked over at the man

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