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Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 382
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Chapter 382: Sorry?

"Seriously? Are you for real?" Aphrodite laughed.

Grey joined in, his head calculating how it was supposed to be.

"What if they see through it?" Aphrodite questioned.

"It doesn't matter. But we would have served our purpose before they did. Right, Jimmy?"

Jimmy hesitated. "I'm not fully sure about it. Boss. I hope we can really make a copy."

"I and Aphrodite will hold the photocopy actually. They won't really look at it because of who we are in

society. Anyways,’ he sat up. 'I only need a few men. I can handle myself."

"You really want to attend," Aphrodite let out a sigh. "Alright then, I will get prepared for it. You will come

and pick me up right?"

Grey released a long sigh as he sat up "Sure, why won't I?"

Aphrodite smiled. "Good then. I will go and get prepared. I will be waiting for you."

Grey nodded briefly. ’Alright, wear a nice dress that will bring out your shape." He joked.

"As if it's a party," Aphrodite smirked and opened the door, and got down. She hesitated, a smile on her

face before she started towards her door.

He watched her for a moment until she entered the house." Drive to Alfred’s house," he ordered.

"Yes boss,’ he responded and started the ignition.

Grey rested against the door as Jimmy drove. 'Will you be able to handle it alone or do you want me to

be with you for the copy?"

"You don't have to be with me, boss. I will do my best. I just hope it wont go bad.’

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"Well, trust me, Jimmy. I'm your boss and I should be the one you should trust.’

Jimmy smiled and bowed slightly. "I trust you, boss."

Grey looked aside. "You can take a cab to your house then. You don't need to take me home."

"Oh no, boss!" He said hurriedly. ’I will drive you home before going to my house."

"You have something to do for me. So, it's understandable."

"But what would I do if something bad happens to you? I have to be sure that everything is alright,"

Jimmy tried to change his mind.

"I insist, Jimmy. Asides, you aren't skilled in martial arts like I am. I can handle myself. And I could have

one of Alfred's men drive me over."

Jimmy released a sigh. "Alright boss.’

Grey took his phone to book a rider.

Jimmy pulled up in Alfred's garage within some minutes.

Grey got down and turned to him. "Let's go inside so I can give you the invite so you can be able to

imitate it. I've already ordered an Uber for you. It would be here anytime,’ he informed.

Jimmy nodded briefly and they both walked inside.

Grey placed a call to Alfred as they entered the living room. ’ I am in your living room. Come out with

the invites," he uttered and hung up.

It didn't take up to a few minutes when Alfred walked out. ’ Hercules," he muttered and stretched out

the invites. ’Is this why you ate here?"

"Yes," Grey responded and gave out one to Jimmy. "Call me when you are done."

"Alright boss," Jimmy bowed slightly before he walked out.

Alfred observed them for a moment. "Is everything alright?"

Grey smiled at him. "Sure, everything is alright. I just need Jimmy to imitate the invites for me. I heard

that Giovanni would be there and he might want to try something funny,’ he explained.

Alfred's brows were raised in a confused manner. "So, what's your plan? Would you rather not go?’

"I'm going, Alfred. That can't change but I can snuggle my men inside like as if they were there for the

same reason as me,’ he revealed.

Alfred nodded briefly. "That's actually cool.’

Grey smiled. "I know. I have to leave now_," he hesitated." Have you been able to find a nice house for

Caramel?”

Alfred's mouth took on a wry line as in acknowledgment of a tactical error. "Not really. Today has really

been hectic. I found one actually but I haven't been able to check it."

Grey squeezed his face. Would he have to see Caramel that night?

"Is everything alright? I'm sorry, alright. I will make sure to conclude on it tomorrow," he assured.

"Alright, no problem. See you tomorrow then," he finished and walked out of the living room.

He didn't actually know if he should avoid Caramel or not. The mere thought of her brought sadness to

his heart, talkless of seeing her.

Well, she would definitely be in her room. Grey wouldn't have to see her that evening. And by morning,

he would be up before she even thought of doing so.

He tried to concentrate on the auction that would be coming up that evening. It would definitely be

interesting.

He entered the car and drove out of the garage. In almost an hour, he was getting out of the car.

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Just as he drove inside, two of his men moved closer to help him park. So, he decided to get down and

leave it for them.

He walked inside the living room and realised that Caramel wasn't inside. He didn't even ask his men if

she was even at home. She could have left if it was very uncomfortable for her.

He turned around to walk out of the living room but stopped when someone walked inside from behind

him.

"Grey," the soft voice called. It was Caramel. It looked like she was actually waiting for him.

Oh, he forgot about Beatrice already. She has been waiting to ask about her health. He planned to tell

her the hospital that Beatrice was but it skipped his mind. At least with that, she wouldn't have to be

waiting on him before she knew what was happening with her mother.

"Can I speak with you for a moment?" She asked softly.

Grey released a sigh and turned towards her. "Your mother's condition isn't stable but the doctor has

found the problem. He's currently working his ass out to proffer a solution. So, don't you worry," he

explained and turned around to walk inside his room.

"I'm sorry," a soft voice reached his ears suddenly.

At first, he thought his ears were playing tricks on him until the voice came again.

With furrowed brows, Grey turned towards Caramel again." Sorry for what?" He didn't understand. Had

she tried to kill him again?"

"For everything. I didn't mean to say all I did yesterday and make you feel sad. I'm so sorry," she

beseeched softly.

Grey had that urge to move closer to her, and hug her or probably kiss her and tell her that everything

would be alright.