Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 398: Running wild

Grey couldn't stop feeling regret, it ate him deep. He could have avoided the tragedy. He could have

stopped Jimmy from dying. If only he had allowed him to follow him.

But he would have been dead if Emily hadn't called him. He was just a minute away from death. The

thoughts crumbled in him in some sort of crazy confusion.

The door opened suddenly and Emily entered the car through the driver's side. She let out a sigh. They

have been in the car for ages now. Grey wanted to be alone so Emily went away. But the reason why

she was suddenly back was because she had something to tell him.

"Here," she stretched the magazine at him. "I saw this and I had to return quickly to show you."

Grey took the paper slowly. At first, he didn't see what she was trying to say but when he adjusted his

eyes, he saw his picture on the right-hand side and with a headline underneath it. His eyes went wide

with shock. "What!"

"Everyone thinks you are dead, boss," Emily muttered.

Grey couldn't believe his eyes, couldn't believe his ears. It was exactly what Giovanni wanted anyways

and he would be overjoyed that he was gone.

If that was the case, then his elders would already be looking for him or accepting the painful lies that

he was gone.

"Drive me home," he ordered suddenly and threw the magazine back at Emily.

Emily took it and placed it safely in the back seat before she started the ignition and drove out into the

street.

He dialed Aphrodite's number. It rang for the first time but she didn't pick up. Grey tried it again and

eventually, she picked up before it would stop ringing again. There was a little hesitation. Hello."

"I'm on my way home, meet me at home."

"Who are you? Why are you with Grey's phone?" Aphrodite bombarded calmly.

Grey groaned. "It's Grey and I'm not dead! I'm on my way home, meet me there," he finished, not

waiting for Aphrodite to talk before he hung up. A few minutes later, Emily hit the brake at Grey's

house. Grey got down and walked inside immediately, his thoughts clouded.

Emily hesitated behind him as she watched him enter the house.

Grey was feeling so bad even though the person that died was his driver. She knew some mafia

bosses weren't like that. Does it mean that Grey was weak?

No. It only showed he was an excellent leader. Jimmy was human too and he must have a family. Grey

was only sympathizing. And the attitude made Emily fall deeper in love with him.

The door burst open and Aphrodite rushed inside. Grey was on the chair just at the place he was an

hour ago.

"Grey?" Aphrodite hesitated by the door as she watched him.

"Grey?" She called again as if to confirm he was really there. When Grey's head whipped towards her,

she rushed forward. Grey stood up on impulse and Aphrodite went into his arms, hugging him so tight.

"Oh My! I thought you were dead!" She released a sigh. "I called you several times but you wouldn't

pick up. At one point, it wasn't available again. I really thought you were dead this time."

Grey pulled back slowly to look at her. Her face was reddish but not swollen. Her eyes were red as

well. Could she have been crying?

"Did you cry?" He inquired as he pulled back a strand of rebellious hair from her face.

Aphrodite chuckled slightly. No, I didn't. I don't cry."

Grey saw the lines of worry on her face and knew she was lying. She was just trying to act bravely in

front of him.

"Do we hide things from each other recently?" He muttered.

Aphrodite shook her head briefly. I thought you were dead for real. I was so sad and heartbroken. I

thought I was not going to see you again. You don't know how heartbroken that felt. I didn't even know

when I started crying," she confessed.

Grey managed a smile and pulled her into a close hug this time, his hand stroking her back slightly.

Aphrodite melted into him. The door opened again and Alfred rushed inside, followed quickly by

Gregory. They hesitated as they beheld Grey and Aphrodite in the weird position that they were.

Grey regarded Alfred for a moment before he finally pulled Aphrodite away and wiped the tears that

lingered under her eyes. "What happened?" Gregory moved closer, with a dark frown. "We thought you

were dead for real."

"Yes!" Alfred added quickly, stepping forward as well. "And it's all over the news."

"It's Giovanni," Grey revealed.

Gregory hit himself harder. "I knew it!" He cussed mentally. "I knew he was the one that plotted all this

news stuff."

"But what about your car? It really blew up. Where's Jimmy? And why was it saying two people died?"

Alfred inquired.

Grey looked away for a moment.

"Jimmy is dead," he revealed softly.

Gregory raised skeptical brows. "Who's that?"

Grey looked at him. "Jimmy is my driver and he died in my stead."

"How did it all happen?" Aphrodite asked.

"I saved him," a soft voice said suddenly and Emily stepped out.

Gregory regarded her for another moment, with an irritated expression.

"Who's she? And what is she doing jumping into a business she wasn't called into?" He yelled in

annoyance.

Grey sighed. He didn't even have time for all Gregory was about.

"She saved me. She called to inform me that someone had been tailing me. Just as I walked out of the

car, it blew up," he explained. Everyone went quiet for a moment as different thoughts went through

their minds.

"Thank goodness you are alive. We have to quench the rumor circulating about you," Gregory said

suddenly.

"Just like that?" Grey was shocked. Gregory wasn't even remorseful at all.

Gregory shrugged slightly. "Is there anything else?"

"Someone just died in my stead!" Grey stressed.

Gregory sighed. "A lot of people have died in your stead, Hercules."

"That's it!" Grey yelled suddenly. "How many more people are going to lose their lives for me?"

"A lot more! As many as possible!" Gregory hinted.

Grey shook his head briefly. "I don't want that! I don't want to lose any of my men!"

Gregory sighed. "It's inevitable, Hercules. That's why we have them beside us.

Grey chuckled weirdly. "So, they are supposed to be our sacrificial lamb?"

Gregory smacked his lips and looked away. "So, are you going to writhe in pain forever?"

Grey looked at him for a moment. "What do you mean?"

Gregory was getting annoyed at Grey's sudden burst of emotion."

Are you going to be like this while the enemies jubilate?"

"No!" Grey yelled. "I'm just saying there's time for everything. Someone so close to me just died and we

are supposed to give him the honor."

"He's just a driver, Hercules!" Gregory stressed. "And we don't have time to wait. The enemies would

plot while we wait."

"Well, I'm Hercules and I decide how things are supposed to be."

Gregory scoffed and looked at Alfred. "I knew we were going to have problems when I realized a

twenty-year-old guy was going to be our next boss. He's not strong enough and we will lose at this

point! Grey is still young and his emotions are still running wild."

Grey felt a tab of annoyance at his words. "What? How dare you!"

He muttered and rushed forward before Alfred or Aphrodite could stop him.