Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 349: Intention

"W-what!" Caramel yelled suddenly that Alfred had to pull the phone backward a bit so she wouldn't

damage his ear drum. "H-how did it happen?” Her voice shook with a slight tremor to it.

Though, Alfred didn't want to reason it that much. Even though she sounded so unhappy, he still

thought that she had something up her sleeve and wasn't sincere.

"I’m yet to know. I've called all the elders and we will notify them. But for now, no one should know

about it and he’s still in the hospital,” he made his voice fade intentionally. "I don't know what to do yet

but I will let you know eventually," he assured.

Caramel sobbed. "I saw him a few minutes ago. Why would he be dead? You guys should do his

autopsy," she sobbed softly.

"Maybe but that's left for the elders to decide on. Bye for now and take care of yourself.”

Alfred hung up and released a sigh. He was done with the plan. All they had to do was wait for the

result. He walked back inside.

Caramel was starting to get anxious. She sat for a moment, a bit confused before she looked at her

phone again as if expecting someone to call her.

Was Grey really dead? He felt uncomfortable and very sad at that words even though she doesn't even

know why.

Of course, she does, it was because she used to date him. Maybe they were once in love or

something. Well, Caramel couldn't really remember anything much.

She stood up and waited for a moment. The hard beating of her heart was making her uneasy. They

could find out and that would mean a disaster for her. She knew that she needed to hurry but where

was she supposed to go in such a short time?

The door opened softly and one of the men keeping watch of the house walked inside. "Hello, ma'am."

Caramel’s heart took a sudden thud. She looked up, and an anxious smile invaded her face. "Yes, is

something wrong?"

The man stepped forward. "Not much but w are all called by Mr. Alfred and we are on the way there. I

use came to inform you so you won't find it weird if we leave like that and you can suddenly find out

anywhere," he explained.

Caramel nodded briefly." Alright, you should go. It's alright."

The man bowed slightly and walked out of the room. Caramel moved to the window and saw the other

men assembled. They were really leaving and Caramel would have the time to leave without delay.

Her phone rang suddenly and almost gave her a heart attack. She pulled back to pick up the phone

and glanced at the screen. It was Richard. A sigh escaped her as she picked it up.

"Hello, Richard."

There were a few minutes of silence at the other end before a few voices came online. "Yes, hello

caramel."

"Hi," Caramel felt even anxious that she started having sweaty hands.

"Yes, do you have something for me? How with the job I gave you?"

"Well," Caramel’s eyes switched. "That wasn't really a job. It was what I wanted," she clenched her

teeth in response.

"I don't care, Caramel. I'm all concerned about nothing but one thing. How is Hercules."

Caramel felt a stab of annoyance at his words but she didn't say anything concerning it. "Hercules is

dead," she announced.

There was a few seconds of silence. "Really?" His voice changed briefly and it sounded even lighter.

"Are you serious?"

Caramel ignored his question. "As I've said, I did what I had to, not because you want me to do so but

because I want to do so. I was going to avenge my mother's death," she swore.

"I understand you, Caramel. And yes, that was the spirit I wanted you to have. And we are done. You

can decide to come over here or stay over there. Or do they know you killed him?"

"They don't know that yet but who knows? An autopsy might be performed sooner than later."

"Well, then you should leave before that. I wouldn’t be able to help you if you get caught in the web of

this situation," he advised, though not sounding concerned.

Caramel nodded briefly and looked up at the lady that just walked in. She hadn't even heard the door

open. "I-," she fidgeted with the phone in her hands.

"Are you alright, Caramel?" Richard inquired but Caramel could barely hear him because the phone

wasn't even against her ears anymore.

"I will call you back," she said quickly and hung up to look at the lady that just walked inside and was

looking at her as if she was shocked. She was clad in a red revealing gown.

"Hello," the lady started.

"Yes, hello. How can I help you?”

"I'm Emily," she said quickly, with a nice smile. She hesitated when Caramel didn’t say anything. "You

don't need any introduction. Actually, I know who you are but-," she hesitated. "I didn’t expect that."

Caramel felt agitated. "Expect what?"

Emily smiled softly. "I heard everything you said. I heard you vividly. I don't need to repeat things before

you know what I'm talking about, Caramel."

Caramel’s heart made a sudden thud. "What do you want? Are you going to expose it?"

Emily laughed for a moment. "No, I'm not interested. I want Grey dead anyways. That's why I'm with

him. It's just taking me a long time to do it because he was always careful around me. I'm shocked that

he's so free with you."

Caramel regarded her for a moment. "What are you insinuating? Why are you here?"

Emily regarded her for a moment, a smile dancing on her face. "To see Grey but well, now that he's

dead, I have to leave."

"Are you going to tell people that I killed him?"

Emily shook her head briefly. "No, why would I do that? You know my secret already and well, I know

yours as well. So, it's a tie. If you don't talk about mine, I won’t talk about yours."