Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate
Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Attention

Caramel let out a sigh. "Are you trying to use that to make me forget?"

Alex shook his head slightly. "I only need to ask questions about Grey. It's not something serious. All you need to do is to answer me correctly."

Caramel regarded him for a moment. Did your father send you here?"

Alex sighed, frustrated. "No Caramel, for how long do I have to let you know some things are just coincidences and it has nothing to do with each other?" He stressed.

Caramel sighed again and moved to sit." What is this all about by the way? Why do you ask such a question about Grey? I already told he's an orphan. What else do you want to know?" She demanded. Alex sat and observed Caramel for a moment. "Who were his real parents?"

The answer shocked Caramel for a moment. She was confused, though it felt like Alex was right. Caramel nor Avery knew who Grey's real parents were. But it doesn't matter and Caramel has never seen it in the way that Alex was terming it to be.

Should Caramel be worried about her father? She doesn't even know who her real father was.

"I have no answer to your questions, Alex. How do you expect me to know who his real parents are? I've been friends with you since when we were in high school but I didn't know you were Giovanni's son," she stressed.

Alex squeezed his brows. "I know, and I'm not telling you this to disturb you. I only need you to get something for me. That aside, is there anything about Grey that's weird to you?"

"Like how weird you were to me?" Caramel retaliated.

Alex released an exasperated sigh. "I'm not going to harm you, Caramel. Trust me on that one. I've always done so many things to protect you. Keeping my identity was also to protect you. Stop doing this to me," he beseeched softly.

Caramel continued to watch him but didn't say a word.

"I need you to get me a strand of his hair." He demanded.

Caramel gathered her brows in disbelief." What? You want me to start looking for his strand of hair?"

"Common, Caramel. It will be very easy for you. You are close to him, aren't you?"

"If it's so easy for you to say, why don't you ask him? You two are getting way close as well and he would give it to you."

Alex sighed, feeling fed up already. "I don't mean it like that, Caramel."

Then leave, Alex. I'm not interested in this nonsense talk."

Alex stood and regarded her for another moment. "Forget I told you this then."

"Sure, why would I remember something like this?" She almost yelled as she showed him the way out.

After Caramel had walked out, she couldn't stop thinking of the reason why Alex would demand such

from her.

Alex entered the car and placed a call to one of his men. "Hello, I need someone very capable. I need him to retrieve something for me. No," he shook his head slightly as the driver pulled out into the street. "I need you to get me a strand of hair. I will email you his name and pictures. And I want you to be snappy.

with it."

Grey and Charles got down from the private jet. A car was waiting for them and the driver turned out to be one of Charles' men.

"I think you would have to employ maids now before you start thinking of exposing your identity," Charles started on the way to the estate.

Grey thoughts about it for a moment." Not now, it's a crucial point. Giovanni is busy looking for ways to find out what I am planning and for some reason, I'm still believing I have spies among us. Until I've seen the sources, it would be difficult for me to take over," he explained.

Charles nodded briefly. "I understand but there's something you don't understand now. The rest of the elders refused to discuss it because of the situation on the ground but there's no way we can avoid it," he hinted.

Grey looked at him." Is something going on that I don't know about?"

Charles nodded briefly." Maybe the appearance shouldn't have happened in the first place. Maybe your shouldn't have appeared at the Billionaire club party or Protos Pubblicita but well, you can't avoid it for so long and Alfred was right when he said you should accept the president position. With it, it would be easy for you to win the wealthiest man of the year," he informed.

Grey didn't talk. He raised a brow and waited.

But you have to think of your men.Hercules has not made an appearance tothem in the past ten years. The Mafia group is on shaking ground, and youare the only one that can uphold it. Most of our men have lost vigor because they thought youwere dead and we were just trying to hide you. In fact, a lot of them stayed on the low side. He explained.If you stay without addressing them, it mightlead to loss of trust in you, orthey might believe you were actually dead. Gray looked away as the explanation sank in. Charles was right. Oh, I'm not saying you should be thinking ofrevealing your identity to them, but he hesitated. You should address your men. They are your men and are looking up to you. And, well, there is another way to let them knowyou are Hercules even if you don't remove the mask. He acknowledged. Yes, there was the tattoo and the old fashionedring, the one that Alfred saw on him. Those two were enough for him to letthem know he was Hercules, their boss. The mafia boss. And as the Mafia boss, it was hisresponsibility to regulate and pull together his men. His men were falling apart, and heneeded to call them back together. But how was he supposed to go about it?It just wasn't yet time.