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?"

going to pretend as if you don't

and I obviously didn't think you were being recorded. You could have checked for a CCTV camera

So this is my

load of

"Now I really understand why Protos Pubblicita changed its mind. Most especially why

They must have thought we would stain their name. And you made me do it!" He pointed an accusing finger at him. "And to even think you didn't join me! I went along! Only my

sort of crazy confusion. He had never for once suspected the plan. How was he supposed

serious, Seth! You can't be! And you have to stop this! You

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

here. We can discuss this

I've put down on this order? How much have I done and how much have I

searched around him at the people that were

enter the car or

does it look like I do?" He fired

order? I've lost a

a lot

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

in anger. His blood was boiling in rage.

could do was scream in anger, not mindful of the

He was done for.

inside the living room of Giovanni. He stopped a

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