Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 210: Schemes

Grey left the house some minutes after Beatrice and Caramel had left the house.

“I was thinking of getting some guns but Don said you should have some at home,” Richard said as he

sped off.

Grey nodded briefly. “I should. I will ask Charles about it.”

He hasn’t even seen him in days and it felt like he had been avoiding him.

Charles picked up immediately. “Hello, Grey. Are you alright?”

“Yes, is there a reason not to be?” Grey inquired, surprised at his question.

“Oh not really but Gregory told me about your girlfriend that was kidnapped by Hattie. I sincerely think

it’s time to show yourself to the world,” he revealed.

Grey stared ahead for a moment. “It’s not yet time, Charles. I will let you know when we should be

discussing this.” He stated.

Charles let out a sigh. “Alright. So, why did you call?”

“I wanted to ask if I could get some guns at the estate. Did you leave any?”

“Sure, there are guns. You have a store full of it. As the Hercules’ estate, it has always been like that.

Are you going there? Should I meet you over there?” He asked excitedly.

“Yes, I’m on my way. But you can meet me there.”

“Alright, see you soon,” he finished and Grey hung up.

He regarded Richard for a moment in silent communication. A thought went through his mind. “What’s

your height?”

“6ft, why?”

Grey looked away, thinking and nodding his head briefly. “Have you ever been to a big gathering? Can

you withstand the stare?”

“Not really but I’m really bold. There’s nothing I can’t really do.”

Grey nodded again. He didn’t know why he didn’t think to the extent of it all this while. He

was busy looking for answers but it was right in front of him. “Stop the car,” he said suddenly.

Richard looked at him, confused for a moment but he continued to drive. “Is something wrong? Have I

done something to upset you? We will soon arrive at the private port,” he explained.

Grey sighed. “Just stop the damn car, Richard,” he stressed, frustrated.

Richard nodded quickly and found a perfect place to park the car. His heart hammered wildly in his

chest at what was happening. He thought he had offended Grey in any way.

“Good,” Grey opened the door and got down. He walked towards the boutique by his right.

Richard watched him in shock at what he was doing but he couldn’t ask questions.

Grey returned again but with a bag of clothes. He placed them in the back seat and entered the

car. “Drive,” he ordered and Richard pulled out into the street again. “There’s a party tomorrow and you

will be entering the hall as Hercules,” he announced.

Richard’s hands around the steer faltered as he looked at Grey. “What! As Hercules?”

“I thought you said you were brave? This is the best time to prove it to me and you will be greatly

awarded,” he revealed.

Richard’s head spun. Grey was giving him a hard job and he couldn’t even reject it. What he could do

was try to make him reason about the fact that he could spoil his plan. “B-but-,” he started but Grey cut

him off.

“I’ve brought all I need to get. We will have a lot of time to practice because I must give Giovanni a

show,” he said with determination, a smile on his face. He had the best plan and he couldn’t wait to

show it to Giovanni. Gio would be the most shocked at the Billionaire club party.

Richard released a sigh and pulled over in front of the port. “Alright, I will do anything for you,” he

agreed.

Grey smiled and the door opened. He got down and walked towards the airplane. Richard took the bag

of clothes from the back of the car and followed Grey.

“Welcome sir, I got the information that Hercules would be driving. Are we supposed to wait for him?”

The attendant questioned.

Richard gave her a dirty stare. “What sort of question is this?” he snarled.

Grey smiled softly. “No, he changed his mind. He’s not coming,” he replied.

The attendant nodded briefly and bowed slightly before she left.

Grey looked at Richard. “We will not discuss any business till we get to the estate,” he expressed and

relaxed in his chair while the attendant returned with a bottle of wine.

The drive was faster. Grey and Richard got off the plane, and they entered another car that was

supposed to take them to the main door of the estate because it was a spacious one.

Grey went to the driver’s seat. “Get out, I will drive,” he told the driver.

The driver looked up, confused. “But the boss said I could drive it.”

“Well, maybe when Hercules gets here but I will be driving now,” he said in a thick voice that was

supposed to scare the driver.

The driver reluctantly got down and Grey entered.

“What’s happening, Boss?” Richard was more than shocked. Grey was exhibiting different

characteristics.

“Do you know that the attendant is a spy?” Grey revealed.

Richard furrowed his brows in concentration. He found it hard to believe even though he believed

whatever Hercules said, “What! How?”

Grey smiled. “The first time I went to my estate, I met an attendant and I spoke with Caramel about it.

She told me I had three of them. And they were changed on occasion. The last time the plane took

some of the children over, I saw another one. So, I went through the files for the faces of the

attendants. I knew Giovanni might try every trick to get who Hercules really is,” he paused slightly. “So,

I noted the three faces and I must tell you that the attendant we just met wasn’t among them.”

Richard’s eyes went wide with shock. “What! But why didn’t you say it earlier so she could be captured

and tortured.”

Grey smiled softly. “We will do that, very soon and she will be the one to implicate herself.” Richard

nodded briefly. “What about the driver?” my mom

“I suspect him as well but I don’t have any evidence. So, I’m going to find out. I’m going to find out who

is mine and who is working for me. There’s no time to lazy around like did. She knew she had spies

among her maids but she didn’t act on it. And if I wish to show myself very soon, then I need to start

from within.”

Richard looked away for a moment as a thought entered his mind. Then, he looked over at Grey. “Why

don’t you use me now?”

Grey glanced at him with a confused expression. “What do you mean?”

“We can get the maids now and well, every one of them if I pretend to be Hercules now.”