Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 202: caught

Grey jumped down and brought out his phone. There were several calls from Beatrice, Don, and Jimmy. And, Grey sensed that

Don must have seen Jimmy.

He ignored it, placing the phone in the safety of his pocket before moving towards the car.

“I’m going to mobilize the men eventually. We will have to penetrate the building,” Don expressed.

“What for?” Grey asked suddenly, startling them for a moment.

They all turned to look at him and relief washed them.

“I'm so glad you are safe,” Beatrice cried softly.

Grey sighed and pulled the mask off. “Let's leave. We can discuss this in a safe place,” he started and moved towards the car.

Beatrice entered the back seat, beside Grey while Don and Richard went back to their cars.

They all drove out of Hattie’s street. The other cars followed Grey to his house since Grey didn't let Jimmy stop until they got

back home.

“Boss, we were so scared. You shouldn't have entered the building alone. You could have informed me,” Don said quickly the

moment he entered the living room.

Grey looked at Don. “I had to see it firsthand. Did you get anything about Caramel's whereabouts?”

Don shook his head briefly and moved to sit, meanwhile, Beatrice was by the door, lost in thoughts.

“Hattie caught US immediately. I and the others had to stay in the car,” Richard explained.

Grey nodded briefly, “Caramel isn't there anyways. What did you guys talk about by the way? Does Hattie still want the recipe?”

“Yes, you guess right,” Beatrice walked to Grey slowly. “Caramel is really my daughter.”

Grey looked up at her, shocked for a moment, “she is?”

Beatrice nodded briefly, she felt so exhausted and fed up. “Here's the DNA result,” she stretched out

the file to him.

Grey took it and looked through it. He still couldn't believe it. How could Caramel be the daughter of

Beatrice?

“Hattie wants the recipe before tomorrow night or we will lose Caramel,” Don explained.

Grey’s hand tightened around the paper, as different thoughts went through his mind in a sort of fuzzy

confusion. “We are giving her the recipe then.”

“What! ” Don was shocked. “You will?”

Grey nodded briefly, “I'm not going to lose Caramel.”

“But,” Don started. “This cream recipe belongs to your mother, Boss. It would be very bad if you lose it

to the person that killed your mother,” he explained.

Grey stared down at the tiles for a moment, his teeth clenched in anger. Don was saying the truth but

he couldn't help it. He couldn't even help the fact that his body boiled with rage at the fact that Caramel

wasn't in the safety of her house. She has been kidnapped! He couldn't sit still.

“But Boss, this isn't right,” Richard added quickly.

Grey looked up, with a glare. “I will not let anything happen to Caramel,” he repeated in a thick voice

that kept everyone shut.

Grey stared at them for a while before he got up slowly. “I'm not going to wait for Hattie to kill Caramel

like she killed my mom,” he moved away from them and moved toward the wall. “And I'm going to do

everything to get her out. No one can change my mind. So, don't even try to.”

Don let out a sigh, slowly. He understood anyways who Caramel was to him. In fact, he used to think

Caramel was his girlfriend. “ So, what's your plan?”

“I'm meeting Gregory tomorrow at 5star. You should come along. I will let you know of my plans,” he

revealed.

Smith stared at the screen of the laptop for some minutes which felt like an eternity. His head was

calculated at the same time.

The door opened suddenly and Mia walked in. “Boss!” she called urgently.

Smith looked up, a bit angry. “What happened to your manner, Mia?” he asked, half yelling.

Mia pulled to a stop as confusion clouded her face. “ I'm sorry, Boss. I didn't mean to barge in like that,”

she apologized.

Smith sent her a chilly look before he focused his attention right back on the laptop. “What is this all

about?”

“We have failed sales,” she revealed.

Smith didn't reply, his gaze still focusing on whatever was on the screen.

“I mean sales are declining, boss. We only had a little rise on some days but they are not enough to

cater for all we have lost,” she explained further.

Smith sighed but didn't look at her. “So?”

“I-i.” she stammered as she unlocked her iPad. “I will advise that we stop this currently. We need to sit

and think about this before embarking on this journey.”

“It's too late to go back,” Smith whispered.

“No,” Mia said quickly. “The advertising company is here. We can still stop this. We wouldn't have to

lose more than we have already lost. If we keep doing this and it doesn't yield results, we might go

bankrupt,” she announced.

Smith looked up at her, with eyes emanating rage. “Are you saying we will fail eventually? Do you

mean the advertisement won't work as well?”

Mia shook her head quickly, a bit scared of his hard stare. “I didn't mean that. I was just-,” her voice

faded off. “I just want us to look at the possibility,” she whispered.

Smith regarded her for another moment. “What if it becomes a success?”

Mia sighed, reasoning it as well. Smith was right. The product might actually do well after the advertisement. What if it

skyrocketed? But there was also the possibility that it might not

and Mia was scared of bankruptcy.

“But-,” Mia started but Smith cut her off.

“No, but, Mia. Let them in. I'm going to proceed no matter what. Don't worry, success is guaranteed this time,” he assured.

Mia accepted defeat eventually and bowed slightly before walking out.

The door opened almost immediately, and Avery walked inside.

Smith sighed, angry. He thought it was Mia again, “what is it again, Mia?” he asked as he looked up and realized it was Avery. He

signed instead. “What are you doing here?”

“Did you take the fund behind my back?” was the question that slipped out of Avery’s mouth, she recently discovered that there

were barely any funds in the LN company and she discovered that Smith had something to do with it.

“Is that why you are here?”

“Yes! And I deserve an explanation! I'm the president of LN! I deserve to know why you took the funds and what you used them

for?” his voice went higher than normal, she was so angry. In fact, the accountant and the financial manager have been fired for

not informing her about it. she was the CEO after all.

Smith stood, “To beat Grey. I took the fund to beat Grey and I'm on my way towards it. But you will stop talking to me in such

matters!” he yelled out the last part

“How dare you then mess with my company fund, without my permission?” she retaliated.

“I told you about it, Avery. I told you about it. You were just being

stubborn. So, I decided to go for the company interest,” he explained in a calm voice.

Avery huffed. “Company interest? Do you know that there's barely any funds in LX?”

“I will return it,” Smith said stubbornly.

“How? Your company is even declining.”

Smith shook his head briefly. “Yes but not for long. It will definitely take a good turn. That I promise and I'm going to return the

money when I'm done with it all.”

Avery regarded him for a moment. “If you don't do that, we will go bankrupt and I will see the kind of explanation you will give

grandpa,” she finished off and walked out of the office angrily.