CHAPTER 269
Chapter 269: About Grey
Grey was shocked for a moment. He couldn't believe it.
"Lawrence sent you guys to kill me?"
"Yes because you are the only one preventing him from getting a contract with Protos Pubblicita. Why do you have to do something like that? You aren't even the owner of the company. You are just a mere worker. And when you are gone, he will eventually get what he wants," the man explained.
Grey smiled softly. He didn't think that Lawrence would result in something so dirty and that he was really going to destroy him finally.
"Hey!" The man yelled again.
"Why are you smiling? What's so funny!" The facial expression changed as he raised his hand to hit Grey's face but Grey caught it quickly, squeezed it, and kicked him by the leg.
Acry of horror escaped him as the other men rushed towards Grey.
Grey dodged a punch and gave the closer man an uppercut. He kicked another one and rushed punches to the closer men.
Within minutes, they were all lying on the floor and groaning.
"Now send this to Lawrence.
"He's long gone!" He spat out, entered his car, and drove off.
Lawrence told the men to be careful anyways because Grey was skilled as he had to fight his security when he refused to give him his salary. But the men weren't expecting a strong man like him.
When Grey entered the house, Maria rushed forward, his phone was ringing and it was Aphrodite.
Grey took it but he didn’t pick it up. Instead, he looked up at Maria.
"Thanks for bringing my briefcase. You can go home now or do you want me to have one of my men take you home?"
"I will go on my own but what really happened to you? Tonia was right, You have never left your phones behind."
Grey regarded her for a moment. "Follow Charles's words and meet me at Alfred's house tomorrow. We will discuss more," he finished and went up the stairs while dialling Aphrodite's number because the phone had stopped ringing.
Aphrodite picked up immediately. "Grey! What the fuck am I hearing about you? What was that? Why is there news about your death? I was scared for a moment."
"Calm down, Novia. You are too fast for me and what was I supposed to answer to you first?"
Aphrodite sighed.
"I was worried to death and I've been calling your number for a while now but you wouldn't pick up. What is really happening?"
Grey sighed and sat. "I was kidnapped by Giovanni."
"What!" Aphrodite exclaimed softly. "Does he know who you are?"
"No, he doesn’t and I intentionally spread the news about me. It's all a plan and everything is going well already," he explained.
Aphrodite released a sigh. "Are you sure?"
"Trust me, Novia. I have this under control. Is everything fine over there and when are you coming over?"
"Well-," she thought about it for a moment.
"Everything is fine actually but I'm not sure when I will be back. You can tell me whenever you need me and I will hurry home."
"Alright. Don’t worry, I have everything in control."
Novia released a relieved sigh.
"Alright then, take care."
And the phone went off.
Grey sighed and dropped the phone on the bed. A soft knock sounded on the door suddenly. owns all content.
Grey looked up.
"Yes, come in."
Beatrice stepped inside with a tray of food. "I got you some food. Charles gave me a hint of what had happened. So, I figure you must still be very hungry at what I did."
Grey nodded once as a smile spread across his face. "Are you mad at me?"
Beatrice shook her head once. "No, I'm not. You must always have a reason for anything you do. You aren't a kid anymore anyways."
Grey looked at her.
"You might see Hattie before I complete my plan. Don't let it bother you. Just trust me."
Beatrice smiled.
"I trust you already."
Grey regarded the phone for a moment before he placed a call to Caramel.
Caramel was in the bedroom when one of the maids came to tell her that Alex wanted to see her.
Caramel debated quickly in her head if she should see him or not. She definitely didn’t want to talk to him anymore but she wondered why he was there that night.
Just as she stepped out of the bedroom, her phone rang.
She stepped out into the living room and regarded Alex for a moment before she moved closer. Alex had his back on her as he continued to look at the frame.
"It's so late in the night. Why are you here?"
Alex turned around to look at Caramel.
"Hi," he smiled.
Caramel sighed. "Hi, what do you want to tell me so badly that you can't wait till tomorrow?"
"You could have offered me something, Caramel. You didn't even tell me to sit. Where are your manners?"
Caramel sighed.
"I’m sorry about that. Can you sit? Do you want something? But you clearly saw how late it was. I really want to go back to bed. There's a load of work for me tomorrow."
"I heard you work at Protos Pubblicita?" He sat, ignoring his remark.
Caramel hummed a reply.
‘You seem to know everything since you are Giovanni's son."
Alex smiled softly.
"Why don't you come over to my place? If you desperately wanted a job, I could give you any position you want."
"Well, if you had told me this earlier and not lied to me about who your parents were. Perhaps, we wouldn't be in this situation?"
Alex cleared his throat. "Are we going back to that?"
Caramel grunted and looked away.
"Anyways, we should bury the hatchet already. I'm ready to give you a position in my father's company."
Caramel raised her brows at him.
"Is that why you are here?"
Alex regarded her for a moment before he relaxed.
"No, that's not why. I'm here to tell you about Grey. Grey isn't who you thought.”