Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88: The fight The man with the debit card took some steps backward while the other men moved closer to Grey. “Beat him preferably,” Audrey ordered and took another smoke pipe. He relaxed in his chair to watch the drama. There was a faint smile on his face as he watched Grey. “A police officer entering my abode is like a rat entering the lion’s den.” “What the fuck!” Richard yelled with frustration.” He’s not a policeman! He’s in fact, your darkest nightmare!” He muttered.

Grey turned to look at Richard, he slowly shook his head as a means to tell him to keep his mouth sealed. He knew what he was going to say but he was going to go by what Alfred had decided and not let anyone know who he really was.

Richard saw the sign and decided to keep shut. Hercules was his boss after all. Instead, he attacked the men as well. Though, he wasn’t as good as Grey and got hit sometimes.

Grey dodged a punch aimed at his face, and instead kicked the attacker. Another came right behind him and he punched him in the face.

He looked to his side and saw that the men at Richard’s side were too many for him. And they were somehow defeating him. Grey lurched forward quickly, he pulled back a man and rolled on Richard’s back to hit one of the men down. He looked at Richard. “Are you alright?” Richard nodded briefly.” Thanks.” “Seems like the rat is proving too stubborn,” Audrey smiled and rummaged through his desk for his gun. “Pull back!” He ordered.

Just as the men stepped back, Audrey stretched the gun out at Grey. It was at this moment that Richard decided to speak. He remembered what Don had said. If anything happened to Grey, it would be the end of them. “He’s Hercules!” Richard yelled. Grey sighed, a bit disappointed but he was not angry. Audrey stared for a moment. “Hercules?” He laughed. “This? Hercules? Are you here to play tricks on me? I’m going to shoot your head off!” He threatened. “I’m not lying!” He gurgled. It was vividly clear that he was scared of the gun.”

Like I’ve said earlier, he’s out of your wildest dreams.”

Audrey stood and took some step closer to Grey.” Hercules is twenty-one years old?” There was a smirk on his face.” Is this supposed to be a game?” He was close now, only a foot away from Grey. “The doubt might always be the end of you,” Grey said, then rushed an attack at his wrist. He hit it slightly so that the gun fell off Audrey’s hand and he let out a groan.

Just as he bent to pick it up, Grey hit him at his neck and he was suddenly struggling to breathe. He stepped on the gun to prevent anyone from taking it. “What have you done to him!” The man who was holding the debit card demanded angrily. Grey stretched out to him. “My card or he dies,” he still had his right leg on the gun.

A gunshot sounded from outside, alerting everyone inside. Almost immediately, some men rushed inside the spacious room. The men protectively went behind Grey and the other men moved backward in fear because they all had guns in their hands and were pointing them at Audrey’s men. “My card,” Grey repeated, with a deep voice. At this, the man moved closer to Grey and stretched out the card. Grey then hit Audrey by his neck and his breathing was suddenly back.

He coughed severally and was finally able to look around. He saw the men and his heart made a sudden thud. “What is happening here?”

“Oh, I should be asking you that question!” Don yelled with anger. He stepped inside and regarded Audrey for a moment.” Do you even know who you are messing with?” Audrey looked up with fright. He could be a boss on his own, he could have things at his disposal but he was still no match to Hercules. Though, he didn’t believe that Hercules was a young man. Grey looked at Don. “What was that gunshot about?” Don hurried to Grey. “Someone was trying to sell you off. I heard one of the men was about to send your picture to someone. So, I killed him and selected the pictures.”

Grey nodded once and looked at Audrey again.” I’m here for something very important and your submissiveness will determine your state of existence.”