Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438: Impossible

Several men walked out, dressed in black attire and they attacked him immediately. The next sudden kick from three men caught Grey off-guard and he fell to the floor, the phone still in his hand.

"Who are you?" Grey demanded.

His question was met with no answers from the men. Instead, they moved even closer to him. Grey got up quickly just as another guy aimed at him. Grey was quick to dodge this time and also gave out a taste of his own on the attacker.

Two men rushed forward to grab Grey's hand, while another aimed a punch at his face. Grey hit his head against the attacker and pulled at the men holding him so tight. They were forced to hit each other and fall.

‘You aren't so bad at this," a voice said suddenly. The voice sounded familiar but Grey doesn't remember where he had heard it from. The men stepped back a bit at the sound of the voice and one would know the speaker was the boss.

Grey turned around again, to see who it was. His eyes went wide with shock as he beheld the man standing in front of him. He couldn't believe his eyes.

"Aren't you the president's son?”

The man clenched his teeth in anger. 'That is not my name, man!" he yelled. 'You are still as rude as ever! And you need to be taught a lesson!" he yelled again. "And my name is Vincenzo!" he yelled, and his muscles flexed in the process. He was almost red with anger.

Grey sighed, ‘You brought me here? For real? You called me here to tell me your name? I don’t believe this," Grey scoffed, silently mocking him.

Vincenzo took a step forward, "will you stop being annoying? Is that how you were trained in Jacksonville? You think you can just come to Italy and run your mouth anyhow? Someone like me?" "Why? Because you are the president's son? What are you going to do to me then?"

Vincenzo clenched his fists beside him. "You are bold but I will tell you what I’m capable of doing. Don't you dare think you are the only one that can think this much? And fine!” he muttered. "I am the President’s son.

There’s a lot I can do and there will be nothing you can do because I rule this place over here."

Vincenzo must have been pained by what happened at the boutique the other time.

"And you sent me a letter to force me out of my house?" "Actually, you will be amazed at what I have in stock for you," he smiled slightly. "I actually have someone you would love with me. I mean wasn’t that the reason why it was so easy to drag you here?"

Grey went still for a moment as the explanation settled in. "Where is she?” ‘Well, she's safe for now. If you cooperate, she will be fine. I don't need her anyways."

Grey grew even angrier. "I just asked you a question! Where is she?” he yelled. "If you touch a hair on her head, I won't spare you,” he warned in a deep tone.

"Calm down, your girlfriend is alright,” his tone was annoying, "Though, I can't really guarantee that. Your response and co-operation would show how she would be in thirty minutes." ‘What do you want from me?" ‘You have to suffer for the humiliation you made me pass through," He swore.

"Sincerely, and you had to put Novia into this? I seriously won't let you off if anything happens to Novia!"

Vincenzo laughed and stepped back slowly. "Let's see how long you can hold up," he mocked.” Get him!" He yelled again.