Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate novel Chapter 303

Grey heart filled with gladness. 'You are awake!" He announced loudly.

Two men rushed inside at the voice.

"Is everything alright?" one of the men asked.

Grey turned to look at them. "Get the doctor immediately!" He yelled the order at them.

The men scampered out of the room while Grey turned towards Charles again.

He was glad to see him like he felt his spirit leap for joy.

"I thought I was dead when I woke up early but when I saw you, I got confused. I mean you weren't dead, so there was no way I would be seeing you," a smile spread across his face.

'You were fast. I was going to come and get you," Grey teased, a smile forming on his lips.

Charles tried to laugh because of the words but he started coughing. 'Take it, easy man, I just woke up."

Grey smiled. "I'm glad you are better. I'm so happy to see you again."

Charles nodded briefly. "Me too. But did something happen?"

Grey shook his head briefly. He didn't want to bother him. "It's ok. It's nothing to be bothered about."

Charles nodded again but looked away. "What's going to happen to my father?"

Alex was impatiently waiting for feedback. He heard everything that happened the day Hattie was killed rather too late. But it was a blessing that he found out where he was admitted to.

He didn't know all the facts actually because unfortunately for them, they currently have no spy with Hercules but he confirmed the fact that Charles lies in the hospital, half dead.

And he just sent someone to kill him. He needed to kill one of Grey and let him feel more pain. It was more like payback for killing Hattie.

Though He and his father have agreed to call in another mafia boss from oversea but he wanted to do something before his arrival.

He wanted to show Grey not to mess with him.

The door opened suddenly and the men he had sent over to the hospital walked inside. He slowly pulled off the hood and Alex saw that he was bruised and had blood all over his face.

Alex regarded her for a moment. "What happened? Is he dead?" He asked, sitting up.

The man went quiet for a moment as if he was gathering his thoughts. "I failed," he muttered.

"What!" Alex got up in anger. "Why did you just say? I mean how did it happen? It was supposed to go perfectly! The plan was great!" He yelled in frustration.

Alex had planned with some nurses and he made sure that the men staying guard in front of Charles’s room would be able to leave for a few minutes. It wasn’t supposed to be a failure.