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Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 408
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Secretly The Billionaire Boss Chapter 408: Worried

Giovanni looked up. “Did you spy on Caramel?” He demanded.

One of the men nodded briefly. “We did but we didn’t see her meet with anyone asides from Alfred. We

couldn’t get what they discussed but she has not acted any difference as to how she did when she

heard the news about Grey’s death. Infact, she spent a lot of time at the burial, crying about Grey.” he

explained.

“Why?” Another inquired. “Do you think Grey isn’t dead for real?”

Giovanni made a side smile. “Of course, I know. I know he’s dead but there’s no harm in confirming

things. What was Jamal’s response?”

“That the meeting will hold tomorrow afternoon.”

Giovanni’s smile got even wider. “Good. He has finally succumbed. I’m sure he would. He only needed

some time to confirm the allegations from Alfred. Several times now, the allegations have always

turned out unreal. So, I don’t blame him but I’m going to deal with him for turning his back on me. But

that will be when I’m done with Grey totally,” he revealed.

Giovanni was certain that Grey was dead through the information that his men brought home that night.

But he still felt a bit strange about it. It looked as if Grey passed away too quickly and not as he had

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expected. It got too sudden. Maybe it was because he had been trying to kill him for a while now but to

no avail.

Well, he was supposed to kill Grey eventually anyways, either yesterday or tomorrow.

Caramel and Grey used to be very close. If Grey was alive, Caramel would be aware. But with the

explanation that his men had just given him, he decided to believe that Grey was really dead. Well, he

was. If not, he would have showed up like he did the last time unless he was planning something at the

billionaire meeting.

Grey rode in Charles’s private jet while pretending to be one of Charles’s guards. Charles’ main guard,

Dominic led them inside. They were twelve in number including Grey.

The attendant didn’t suspect anything as Grey was all covered in black clothes.

Aphrodite and Charles on the other hand were lurking behind at the airport to give Grey some time to

fly.

When they were about to fly, Dominic placed a call to Charles to inform him that Grey has moved.

“Boss,” Dominic called softly when he was closer to Grey. “I’ve told boss Charles that we have moved.

Is there anything else you want me to do for you?”

Grey glanced at his wristwatch. “We should arrive in Italy at approximately 8 at the night, right?”

Dominic nodded briefly. “Yes boss, we should if we don’t encounter any problems on the way.”

Grey nodded once. “Find a nice club we can go to, especially a club that is always visited by mafia

bosses. A club that is always crowded. We are visiting tonight. Also, send a message to Charles and

let him know the club that I will be. Tell him that I will message him if I want him to come over. So, he

should go home with Aphrodite when they arrive,” he ordered.

Dominic nodded briefly. “Alright boss.”

“And get me some alcoholic drink,” Grey said quickly before Dominic would turn away.

Grey had a plan to execute already. A smile firmed on his face at the excitement.

Aphrodite looked at Charles with worry written all over her face. It wasn’t yet the time for them to fly but

she was already worrying about Grey.

“Do you think he would be fine?”

Charles nodded briefly as he drank his cola. “I’m sure he would. You shouldn’t be so worried.”

Aphrodite released a sigh. “We have five mafia bosses in Italy, Charles. And these bosses are exactly

like Giovanni. They have power and they have influence. Grey could be walking into a trap.

In fact, it could be a trap set by James,” she explained and worries marred her face. “Grey is stronger

than James. This could have made him jealous,” she stressed.

Charles regarded Aphrodite for a moment. “You are with me and you are worrying about Grey. I’m sure

you love him so very much. Though, I thought that was going to change one day.”

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Aphrodite released an exasperated sigh as she took her cola and sipped slowly. She looked away for a

moment. “You do know how much Grey weighs in my heart. I don’t think there is any man that can take

his place at this very moment and I don’t even plan to release it.”

“Grey has no plan on engaging with you on a romantic level,” he announced.

Aphrodite looked at him and smiled softly. “It’s ok. I don’t expect him to have. It’s sufficient that I’m

beside him. I will hold on to that for now but I think we have to move now if we really don’t want

anything bad to happen to Grey,” she stood. “I’m getting so worried already.”

Charles laughed and finished his cola on a go. “Grey hasn’t even arrived in Italy. He’s still on the plane.

You shouldn’t be working yourself so hard. And besides, he’s capable of taking care of himself. If he

can’t do that small thing, he would never be able to protect you,” he muttered and stood. “And that is

the most important thing. Well, unless you don’t believe in him.”

“Let’s go, Charles. Believing in Grey has nothing to do with all I’ve just said. [t doesn’t. I know he can

protect himself but I won’t fail to protect him likewise. What had happened over ten years ago will never

repeat itself,” she finished and didn’t wait for Charles to say another word before she walked away.

Grey thought they were getting along but they would never do.

Aphrodite was always thinking about Grey. It was something she had promised herself never to stop.

Just as Caramel had severe contact with Grey, Charles was ready to forget about Aphrodite and focus

on the mission ahead.

His father was also one of the people that started the fight with

Giovanni, it was only right that he works harder to help Grey even if it meant his death.