Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate
Chapter 92

Chapter 92: shit Grey opened the door immediately, not even seeking permission. Garvin deserved it anyways. "Good morning, Mr. Grey," there was a bright smile plastered across his face as if it was a trophy day for him.

Grey scoffed. "Yes, it's such a good morning. I bet you didn't know that you are a fool in a hundred. What the fuck was all that drama about?" Garvin regarded him for a moment. "I thought you are here because you are going to go by my desires."

Grey tried to suppress the anger from the surfacing, "Who sent you to me?" Garvin blinked once, then twice. "If you don't have any reasonable thing to say, you can leave. And expect the police soon." Grey clenched his fist even harder." I just want to know who the mastermind was. I will leave if you can tell me this." Garvin got alerted." So, you are here to cause trouble?" He took his telephone and made a call. "Send the men in to drag this bullshit out of my office," he ordered and looked up at Grey again." You just wait. if you don't leave now, you will regret ever being born," he threatened.

Grey knew at that moment that he had to act fast. So, he brought out his phone and called Alfred. Well, he did say he was supposed to call him whenever he was in danger.

"Grey, I was going to call you. What the fuck happened last night?" Alfred sounded agitated. "We can discuss that later but I'm in a situation and remember, you told me to call you whenever I'm in difficulty." "Sure, go on. What's happening," Alfred offered. "So, someone is threatening me and my company."

Garvin stood from his seat." Who the fuck are you calling? Are you trying to threaten me?" He yelled.

Grey ignored him. "He's going to pass a charge on me and he's threatening the company to fire me or they would press charges. He's Garvin, the CEO of Nick venture. In fact, he_"

The door burst open from behind him, and one of the men took the phone from

him.

Apparently, Garvin had screamed. "Take the damn phone from him!" The man threw the phone against the wall.

"Good," Garvin laughed and sat again. "That was fun actually. Now, take him out. If he resists, beat the hell out of him," he ordered. Grey nodded briefly. It was the time he had been waiting for. He wanted to hit someone so badly anyways. "Get out, Mr.man," one of the men snarled. Garvin sat comfortably to watch the scene unfold.

"I'm not moving an inch, you can help me move," Grey told the men, to upset

them.

"Then we will help you," one of the men contended and launched a punch at Grey.

Grey caught the clenched fist in his palm and squeezed tightly. The man yelled out in pain and tried to punch Grey with his left hand.

Grey punched him in the stomach and bent to dodge a punch from behind him. The first man was groaning out loud now as he couldn't keep the pain in. Grey regarded him for a moment and finally decided to let him go.

The man collapsed on the floor with his hand bent in pain.

The other guys rushed at Grey at once. Grey bent quickly and kicked them off their feet. They fell to the floor but stood up almost immediately. Grey moved closer to one of them and gave him an uppercut. "What the fuck! Why is he hitting you? Why can't you hit him!" Garvin shouted in annoyance.

I'm less than five minutes, the men were lying on the floor, groaning. Grey stood up and looked at Garvin. "You are the next if you don't tell me who placed you in this game." Garvin's heart made a sudden thud and he fumbled for his phone. "I'm going to call the police if you don't step back!" He warned sternly. Just as he was about to dial the number, a call came in. His eyes widened as he stared at the caller ID for a moment before he picked it up. "H_hello Mr. Alfred," he stuttered.

Hearing this, Grey relaxed. He knew it was Alfred that he knew that was at work.

"What!" Garvin yelled suddenly and his eyes went wide with shock. "Yes, I understand. I will make corrections," he said quickly and the line went off. Garvin released a deep sigh and looked at Grey. "Who are you? How are you acquainted with Alfred?"

Grey smiled." There are some people you shouldn't mess with, do you know? Now, tell me who put you to this work." Garvin swallowed harder. He didn't want to reveal the truth. He knew how dangerous it

was.

"Yes, or do you want to deal with Mr. Alfred? We could call him back."

"No, please," Garvin beseeched quickly, with an innocent expression. "I can't afford to ruin my relationship with him, I beg of you." Grey nodded as if he understood." You are paying for my phone, do you know?"

Garvin went into a minute shock. "Yes, how much is it? I could give you the money to get a new one,' he was being respectful.

"Tell me first, who the mastermind is," Grey urged further.

Garvin regarded him for another moment." It's Chris."

Grey eyes went wide with shock. Never would he have suspected Christ. He knew that he had some tricky things up his sleeves but he had never expected something like this from him. "Good," he smiled. "Tell him you backed out because you were not good enough for me."

"Please, don't let me go bankrupt. Plead with Mr. Alfred to have mercy on me." Grey raised skeptical brows at him." Was that what he said?" Garvin nodded quickly, briefly." Please," he repeated. " No problem," Grey affirmed and picked up the dismantled phone. "Send ten thousand dollars for the phone, and I will put in a great word for you to A-," he stopped quickly, when he realized that he was about to call him by name." To Mr. Alfred," he said instead, with a bright smile. When he walked out of the office, Garvin screamed at the men," Why the fuck did you break his phone? I will take it out of your salary!"