Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 542: Blames "You do know how my father canbe. If you kill me, you know what my father would do. It wouldn't matter. He would search through every corner for you." Grey laughed briefly. " I'm not scared of your father. If I was, I wouldn't have brought you here in the first place but_," he hesitated for a few minutes as he regarded him. "But I don't plan on killing you, Alex. "I didn't bring you here to kill you. As I said, even if you close your eyes this instant, will have people to wake you up." "What?" Alex was shocked.

"Death is far too cheap for you, Alex.

You wouldn't know the gravity of what you have done. Instead, I will show

you," he smirked.

Alex suppressed a shiver. i "Mind you, you are in my estate. You can scream as you like and no one will hear you talk more of coming over to save you from me." Alex's heart made a sudden thud.

"That's a lie! My father will find me! He will!" He repeated as if merely trying to convince himself.

Grey took the gun again and moved closer to Alex. "You must think I'm joking with you," he said in a deep voice and pointed the gun at him.

Alex's heart skipped several beats and his eyes went wide with shock.

"You must think I'm joking?" He smiled softly and changed direction, pointing the gun at his right leg. He

shot it.

Alex yelled in pain. "Fuck! Fuck you!" rt ""Have a taste of what that feels like because it's not the end. In fact, I'm just starting," he muttered and turned away. "Take care of him. No aesthetic but make sure he gets better in a few hours," he ordered.

The men bowed slightly.

There was already a doctor in the house. Alfred brought his doctor over to Grey's estate for the purpose.

Grey nodded once before he walked out of the room. He needed to sleep anyways.

He stepped inside the room in anger.

He was still angry but he was slowly easing it.

The next morning came faster than Grey expected or maybe it was because he didn't sleep earlier. S_— He took his bath and got himself dressed in a pair of blue jeans trousers and a big shirt. He hesitated and regarded himself in the mirror.

He didn't at all look like the Grey he has always seen. He looked very different. He looked more mature, smarter, and even more good-looking.

Grey had never had the time to admire himself in the mirror like he was doing at that moment. He had been so occupied. But he was glad of the man he was slowly turning into.

He placed a call to Jason immediately.

He didn't pick it up. So, he rang him again.

He eventually picked it up before the end of the second ring.

"Hello, Hercules. Good morning." "Good morning, Jason. I needed to speak with you this morning because I need a favour from you." "Tell me about it. I will gladly help," he assured.

Grey smiled and relaxed. "I escaped Alex and I currently have him with me.

The police will soon be looking for him and they all work for Giovanni. So, I want the FBI to take up the case." "Consider it done, Hercules," he responded quickly. "I will have the file transferred this morning." "That aside, you will also be taking over some minor cases. They aided his escape and would definitely get

tortured by the police. So, they have to go as well," he explained. | "Well, that will be very easy. Since they also partook in Alex's escape. It would be very easy to take their cases with Alex. Don't worry Hercules, I will get back to you soon when I'm done with the transfer." Grey nodded once. "Good, do that and get back to me." "But may I ask a question?" He said suddenly before Grey would hang up.

"Sure." "0k, are you going to kill Alex or would the FBI finally be able to bring him back to prison?" "Well, I'm not going to kill Alex. You will in fact take credit for bringing him

back. I just want to teach him a lesson.

Though, I can't guarantee he would be back in one piece," he muttered. | "Well, that's still ok. I will get back to you soon." "Alright," Grey said and the line went off.

He stepped out of his room and turned to look at one of his men in the room.

"How is Alex doing?" ""His condition has stabled. The doctor said he would be fine." "Well, fed him. But make sure he doesn't eat enough. I need to get to the city, I will be back soon." "Yes boss," the man bowed slightly as Grey walked out.

Grey hesitated outside. He wanted to

go and see the doctor about the surgery and ask how successful it went.

Actually, he was pained that he wasn't present. But there was no way he would be because her parents refused to leave.

Well, he understood. And he already wanted Avery to be with them. She needed them at the moment anyways.

He got inside the car and drove out.

Avery was given an aesthetic that made him sleep throughout the surgery. & And when she woke up, she felt something hard against her eyes. It turned out that it got bandaged.

Emma got to know that Avery was

awake because of the stir.

"Are you alright, Avery? Are you awake?" i" Avery nodded briefly. "Mom?" "Yes, it's me," Emma sobbed quietly.

She hasn't been herself since she came to the hospital.

"What did the doctor say? Was it successful? Am I going to regain my sight?" Avwey bombarded her, with excitement.

Actually, she couldn't stop blaming herself now. She eventually started feeling like it was all her fault.

She was the one that pushed Avery to the end. She had always been against her decision because she wanted her father's company. She wanted Avery to be very rich through devious means.

No, she merely didn't want Avery to stress herself before she got the world under her feet. And she wanted to own | the world too.

And somehow, it backfired and told her to be careful of what to wish for.

She definitely pushed Avery. She could have left Grey with her. She could have convinced Avery instead against divorcing him. If she had, Avery would have been married to one of the best men in Jacksonville.

Ok, maybe Grey would have died as he did but Avery would have felt fulfilled.

The accusations were just too much but she accepted it and promised herself silently that if Avery got better, she was going to accept whatever she wanted. She was going to be a good

mother.

She just hoped everything went back to normal. i)