A Billionaire In Disguise novel Chapter 190

After reviewing the last document on his desk, Rome sluggishly dropped the pen on the files and rested back in his seat.

Then he let out a sigh as he slightly loosened his tie, feeling a bit of tension in his neck.

A couple of minutes when by in silence. Then his office door suddenly opened and K walked in with Scar.

Remaining in his current position, Rome shut his eyes and asked, "What is it?"

"Well, I found out where Grey Is." Scar said.

It took a moment. Then Rome woke from his seat, grabbed his coat off the rack, and wore it.

After shoving his phone into his coat pocket, he walked from behind his desk and marched out of the room, and without hesitating, Scar and K followed him out.

At eight o'clock the front door of the "Dark glow" bar opened and Rome walked in with K and Scar.

The moment his sight rested on a built guy he remembered clearly from the hospital CCTV footage, he marched over to the stool beside him and sat down.

Then he looked at the bartender when he asked, "What would you like?"

"I didn't come for the alcohol, but to chat with my little friend here." Rome calmly uttered, staring at Grey.

Sensing Rome's eyes on him, Grey picked up his shot glass and drank the rest of his drink, slamming the glass on the table afterward.

Then he tossed a bill on the counter and said, "Keep the change."

As he tried to wake from the stool, Rome suddenly grabbed his shoulder, pressing him back on the chair.

Frowning, Grey glared at Rome, recognizing him immediately. But he pretended not to know Rome and harshly asked, "What's your problem, buddy?!"

"What? You are going to act like you don't know me after playing dress-up and pretending to be me?" Rome coldly uttered, staring directly into his eyes.

A nervous look settled on Grey's face for a couple of seconds. Then he sneered and mockingly said, "Someone isn't drunk yet, and he's already talking nonsense!"

"Haha," Rome chuckled with a deadpan expression.

Then he looked Grey dead in his eyes and coldly uttered, "This meeting can go two ways, with you bruised up, and I have the information, or you can keep drinking, and I leave here with the information that I need."

"We have a no-fighting policy here, so I need you guys to take this meeting somewhere else." The bartender calmly intoned, avoiding K and Scar's cold gaze.

Hardening his face, Rome focused on Grey darting eyes and casually uttered, "Should we take this conversation elsewhere, pal?"

For a moment, Grey stared at Rome with a look of hesitation in his eyes. Then he glance back, and fear ceased his heart as he stared at K and Scar.

"What is it going to be, uh?" Rome asked.

The loud music in the bar took over the conversation for a while as Grey held back his words, knowing that he had only two choices to make and yet both ended with his demise.

"Fill me up," Grey said, raising the empty shot glass at the bartender.

After getting his whiskey pulled into the glass, he drank it in one go, hit the glass on the table, and asked, "What do you want to know?"

"Who instructed you to drug Earl?" Rome asked, studying his face.

"I don't know."

"My patience is not something you would like to test."

Raising his hands halfway in the air, Earl hastily said, "I'm not messing with you. What I said was the truth."