Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 393

Chapter 393: A bomb planner

Seth turned around quickly to call the man that had handed him the phone but he was suddenly gone. He couldn't decide if he had entered the elevator or if he was just lost among the people in the lobby.

His hand gripped the phone even harder. What was happening? He couldn't think at first, his mind was all foggy.

Could Grey have set him up like he did the year before he left Jacksonville?

"Seth!" Smith yelled at him.

Seth jerked out and looked up at one of the security guards.

"You have to leave now," the security guard reminded them in a strong tone.

Seth released a sigh and nodded briefly before he walked out of the lobby without another word to Smith. He didn't stop until he was out of Protos Pubblicita. He turned to look at Smith with anger showing all over his face.

"This was all your fault!" He yelled in anger.

Smith gave him a confused look. "What do you mean? What are you talking about?"

Seth stretched the phone out. "Don't fucking ask me! Don't you dare ask me that question! Just check for yourself!"

Smith took the phone with a confused expression. His eyes went wide with shock as he watched the video. "What the fuck is this?"

even angrier. Are you going to pretend as if you don't know what that is? As if you

obviously didn't think you were being recorded. You could have

So this is

released a load of air

its mind. Most especially why they made

have thought we would stain their name. And you made me do it!" He pointed an accusing finger at him. "And to even think

thoughts went through his mind in some sort of crazy confusion. He

You can't be! And you have to stop this! You seriously have

are going to talk to me!' He insisted in a deep voice, unwilling to give up. His

we have to leave here. We can discuss this

how much I've put down on this order? How much have I done and how much have I just lost? And you are acting as if it doesn't mean anything to

him at the people that

car or something?

don't care! Or does it look like I do?" He

think I'm happy that we lost the order? I've lost a lot already as well. Putting the blame

him. "But it would do a lot to

you going to continue this? Then fuck off and do whatever you want!" He flagged down a

could only hit his fist against the car in anger. His blood was boiling in

think. All he could do was scream in anger, not

He was done for.

of Giovanni. He stopped a few feets away

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