Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate novel Chapter 155

Grey smiled softly and stretched out Linda’s phone. Linda took the phone with shaking hands. She was very scared. Meanwhile, Grey’s fist clenched involuntarily beside him.

Three guys rushed forward quickly. Grey punched the first one on the face and dodged the attack of the second one before he gave the last one an uppercut. Then, he moved swiftly to the one that had escaped the first beating, pulled him closer, and hit him harder in his stomach.

It was so fast that none of them saw it coming.

The workers exclaimed softly behind him, each praising him silently. No one knew that the boss was good at martial arts.

The leading man looked shocked as he watched the men groaning on the floor. Truly, the person that sent him didn’t warn him and he was slightly disappointed but he couldn’t just leave. He wanted to make him pay. And he couldn’t enter the production room. He was going to see the end of Grey. “What are you waiting for? Get him!” He yelled and the men rushed forward.

They encircled him quickly, literally brewing fire and flames. Grey’s fist clenched even harder. On second thought, he dipped into his suit for his pen.

Two of the security stepped up immediately and took one of the men each just as they launched an attack on Grey at once. Grey kicked one by the legs before he stabbed him with the pen in the neck. He let go of him, and bent to dodge a punch, then gave another one, colliding with the extending hand.

The man let out a cry of pain as Grey gave him a blow in the stomach, he sent another man reeling backward with a punch on the chest. Another came from behind Grey and he stabbed him by the cheek, then at the neck before he kicked him away.

The other two security guards were also fighting the men and even though they were not fast, they still managed to take down some men.

Within minutes, all the men excluding the leading one were laying in pain on the floor.

Grey released a deep sigh and threw the pen in the midst of them. Then, he looked up at the one that he perceived to be their leader.

“Anyone else?”

The man was too shocked to say anything. It upset him however that no one told him that there was someone like Grey in the company. “Who the fuck are you?” The man asked, frightened. Grey moved closer to him, with a dark frown on his face and his right fist still clenched. “I’m going to ask you a question and I won’t repeat it twice,” he muttered in a thick voice. The man took a step backward in fear. “What?”

“Who sent you?”

The man stared at him for a while as if he didn’t understand what he meant.

Grey punched him in the tummy that he spat out blood.

“Who sent you?” He whispered.

“Smith,” he managed to say.

Grey felt his blood boil in him. It was Chris the night before and in the morning, it was Smith. It felt as if they were ganging up against him. What if they were?

Grey actually doubted it. He knew how much Smith hated Avery. And as much as Chris was annoying, he was affectionate with Avery. There was no way the two would work together.