Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 567: Help from the new vp Grey picked it up. "Hello Novia," he said into the receiver as he entered the car.

Mark entered the driver's side while Charles, Aurora, and the rest of the men took to the other side.

Charles's car led the way, followed by Mark and then the third car.

"Grey," Novia said softly, pulling at Grey's heartstrings.

"How are you doing, Novia?" "I saw you in the magazine just now," she laughed briefly. It was actually nice to hear. And her voice was full of life.

"I'm so glad for the recent decision. It looks like we are drawing close to our destination," she said excitedly.

"Yes, though," Grey hesitated briefly.

"I'm still worried. I'm trying all my best to make sure Giovanni dies but he has always managed to stay alive," he explained briefly and sighed. "But let's see how the next plan goes." "Well," there was a brief hesitation.

"I'm sure it will go well. Hercules needs to die very soon. I can't wait for it to happen." Grey nodded once, "I told Charles to inform you about the party in Italy but you declined." "Yes, Grey. I just had to make a quick decision. Gregory needs me for his plan. I thought I should go with him instead. You know how important this plan is as well," she explained.

Grey smiled. "Yes, it is. Just make sure you are alright. | will be back in m

Jacksonville soon anyway. I will see you by then," he assured.

"Alright. Please, protect yourself over there too. I love you." Grey smile widened. "1 love you too baby. I will see you the moment I'm in Jacksonville," he assured the more.

Aphrodite hung up and happiness swelled up in Grey's heart.

He and Novia were now cool which was what he had always wanted.

The car pulled to a stop into a large motorpark.

The door opened and Grey stepped out.

Charles was already out, with Aurora while the other men were handling the luggage that they brought with them.

They all walked inside the house.

It was a spacious one from the outside and even wider from the inside.

The pieces of furniture were clean and in fact to Grey's taste. He had never felt so impressed before.

"Do you like it?" Charles asked suddenly.

Grey nodded once. "It's nice. I'm leaving soon. I will just take a few minutes nap." Charles nodded once. "I will show you to your room then," he muttered and walked ahead towards the hallway.

Grey followed.

The room was spacious as well and there were dark paintings on the wall.

"Good, I don't need too much. You can leave now." Charles nodded once and stepped out.

Grey felt tired. Yet, he placed a call to Maximo.

It rang twice before he could pick it up.

"Hello Grey." "Yes, Maximo. I just arrived in Italy." "Cool! But where are you currently staying? The mafia lords prepared a place to give you as a gift," he explained.

Grey smiled. "Really?"

"Yes, Twill call you back after taking a short nap. Then, we can move to the rest." "Alright, Grey. I will let the other mafia lords know about your arrival. I'm so glad you are gracing this occasion. In fact, all the mafia lords have special gifts for you." Grey nodded briefly. "Alright. I will talk to you later," he assured. "Do you know the hotel that Avery is staying?" "No, but I can find out for you. By the time you wake up, it will all be done," he promised.

"Thank you, Maximo. I really appreciate it. Later then," he finished and hung up.

Emma walked inside the house, with uneasiness.

Lucy was in the living room, going through the headline in the newspaper.

His eyes went wide with shock as he stared at Grey in a blue suit, and well, at the headline that was boldly written beside him.

'Grey was now the VP of Protos Pubblicita.' It was unbelievable. Lucy had never thought Grey could go so far, not so fast anyway. Besides, he was so poor when he forced his daughter to marry him.

"Emma! Have you seen the news?" He | asked, just as Emma was about to walk inside.

Emma stopped and turned to Lucy.

"What news?" Lucy didn't answer, instead, he continued to look down at what he was reading.

Emma moved closer and peered at the content. Her eyes widened slightly at the shocking news. "So, it's true? Grey is now the VP of that popular Protos Pubblicita?" "Protos Pubblicita has alot of connections all around the city. If we had someone like Grey beside us, we wouldn't have to worry about contracts. In fact, we would've been able to curb and resolve our present situation," Lucy explained.

Emma nodded once. Her father was right. Well, their company went bankrupt and they haven't been able to

recover from it just yet. The family has not been balanced since then.

Everyone in the house has been worried and Smith Robinson who caused the whole stuff was still in prison. Though, he would be released in a week.

Emma sighed. "But that's not even possible again, father." Lucy hesitated briefly and looked at Emma. "Why not? Is Grey no more Avery's husband?" After the company went bankrupt, Lucy suffered a huge blow and has not been able to recover. Most times, he forgets little things or the full gist. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

At some point, Emma has been tired of everything. Her father was sick and her daughter suffered from memory loss.

"Is he not?" Lucy demanded again.

Emma released a sigh. "He's not, father. He and your granddaughter have already divorced." "Then find a way to move close to him.

He can help us. He can help our company. You need to meet with him!" Emma didn't even know what to think anymore. Even though, Grey didn't act differently to her the last time they met at the hospital, it felt weird to go ask him for help.

Besides, Avery, who could have done the job doesn't even remember Grey anymore.

What should she do?