SECRETLY THE BILLIONAIRE BOSS BY DEBBIE CHOCOLATE - Season 3 Episode 42

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.

The door opened and Charles walked inside.” Boss, Francesco wants to have a chat with you

immediately.”

Grey raised skeptical brows.” Now?”

Charles nodded briefly. “I don’t know why but he was bent on seeing you today. Initially, he wasn’t really

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

problem is but I think you should settle it today,” he uttered.

Grey nodded slightly.” Then, we should get prepared. Where are we meeting?”

“One of Francesco’s clubs in town. And he’s on the way there as well.”

Grey stood.” Then, we have to be snappy as well.”

Alex gave the man another punch in the stomach that sent him reeling backward. He vomited blood.

“How dare you lose him! Grey isn’t even a fighter! How could you not be able to get a strand of his

hair? That’s like the simplest thing to do!” He yelled in anger.

He regarded the man rolling on the floor with pain and made to move towards him again but he was

pulled to a stop by his guard.

“Sir, please, calm down.”

‘I’m supposed to kill this man!” Alex cussed.

“It’s not Marcus‘ fault,” Paul said quickly.

Alex looked over at his side, at Paul, so, what’s your excuse for failing?”

Paul was the man that aided Marcus before Grey would make him spill the milk.

“Grey isn’t 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 the person you sent us to,” he announced.

Alex regarded him for a moment, shocked. 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 hiding

something.

“What if Grey is hiding something? I mean he shouldn’t have lied to you if he wasn’t.”

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

identity. got revealed. Well, he showed Grey who he was.

And it was starting to make sense. If Grey was Hercules, it would make sense since he was 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.

Alex shook his head briefly. It couldn’t be. If it was, he would be the one to kill Grey himself.

“I think we need to send a very skilled martial Lord to retrieve what we want. We shouldn’t

underestimate Grey’s strength.”

Alex nodded briefly.

“Boss!” Someone yelled from afar just as Alex opened his mouth to say something.

Alex looked over at the man approaching closer. “What’s it?”

“We got this parcel from Miss Caramel,” the man announced.

Alex took it hurriedly and broke the seal. He brought out a sealed nylon. In the nylon was a strand of

hair.

Alex smiled. He didn’t know that Caramel was actually going to work for him. Maybe she was curious

as to who Grey really was.

“Boss, is everything alright?”

Alex nodded briefly. “We don’t need any skilled martial Lord. We have what we need already. I will meet

with my father right now. You should all get prepared.”

The men bowed slightly before they walked away.

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Grey walked inside the club with Charles. The arrangements were far different from the ones he was

used to in the city.

There were games everywhere. Some men were involved in card games. There was a rumble of

laughter. and deep stares as Grey entered.

“Grey!” A deep voice called out suddenly.

Grey turned around towards the path from where the voice came. A man had this wide smile on his

face.

He had a beard but he was still very handsome.

Charles sighed. That’s Francesco,” he revealed.

Grey nodded briefly and moved nearer, while Charles tagged behind.

Charles had sent out a message to Hercules‘ Men in Italy but it would take a while to assemble them.

This was why Charles was worried about meeting with Francesco. Francesco was also a mafia Lord

and a dangerous one at that. He was part of the five mafia’s Lords that ruled Italy. They were called the

Cassano family.

Gray smiled slightly.I didn’t expect you to recognize me so easily.Well, it wouldn’t have beenpossible

without someone’s help.He laughed. Sid.I’ve been waiting for you.Gray raised skeptical brows.Well, I

was expecting to meet you tomorrow.Francesco regarded him for a moment.Actually, there’s someone

that can’t wait to meet you.He has been telling me a lot about you.That I’ve grown fond of you as well,

he confessed.Gray stared, confused.Seriously?But how did he know me?I haven’t reviewed my face to

the world.Or does he just like Hercules? Naturally.Well, Francesco said, I used to be yourfather’s friend

before he moved to Jacksonville.But you need to meet your new friend.He gestured towards his left

side.Gray craned his neck towards the path.A man stepped out in an Italian suit.He had three men

dressed in suits behind him.At first he merely looked familiar, butwhen Grey concentrated harder, his

jaw dropped.What the fuck was James doing in Italy?Gray looked over over at Francesco.He’s your

son.Francesco nodded.My only son, he added.Shock kept Grey motionless and speechless.