Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 362: Poisoned

What does having a gold card have to do with the type of situation that they were in? Giovanni wasn't

supposed to be at the party but somehow, he was and he was even feeling happy about it.

’The party is about to start. We should go inside," Giovanni muttered and walked inside with Ellen, a

wide smile on his face.

Grey looked at Alfred. "What does that mean? Why is Giovanni at this party after the order I made at

the meeting the other time7"

"It’s a gold card and it belongs to special members of the billionaire club from worldwide. It's exclusive

and can only last for two years," Alfred explained.

"So, Ellen has the exclusive power to let him inside the hall like that?" Grey was still surprised.

Alfred nodded once. "Giovanni used to possess this kind of card. In fact, it expired right before you

showed up."

Grey felt even angrier. Aphrodite was right when she said that Giovanni had connections everywhere. It

was easy for him to find a way out no matter how much he tried.

"I think you would need to find another way. Giovanni has a lot of connections and friends from all

over," Alfred added quickly.

Grey nodded once. “Let's go inside then," he said and didn’t wait for a response before he walked

inside. Alfred walked inside behind them.

The hall was seething with people of different caliber and different styles of dressing. And with a glance

at them, one would discover they were all of the high personality.

Jamal started toward Grey the moment he saw him from where he was discussing with one of the

billionaires from other countries.

Aphrodite and Gregory have also seen him from afar and were advancing closer as well.

"Hi Hercules," Jamal greeted with a smile as he stretched out his hand for a handshake.

Grey accepted it. "How have you been? I'm sorry for not helping out with all these.”

Jamal's smile got even wider. "No problem. I appreciate your gesture," he hesitated as he looked over

at Giovanni. " Seems like someone got inside with the use of a gold card."

Grey followed the path of his gaze toward Giovanni then back at Jamal. "How does one get one of

those cards?"

"Only Five people do get the cards every two years. And they are selected from people that have once

been the Queen or King of the world," he explained.

Grey nodded once. No wonder. Giovanni definitely know what he was doing.

"Enjoy the party, Hercules. I will see you soon," Jamal said with a smile and walked out.

Gregory and Aphrodite got nearer.

"I love your suit, Hercules," Gregory complimented.

Grey smiled slightly and looked up to realise that people were watching him because of the facemask

he was wearing.

"The real party will start soon but I don't believe Giovanni would be around," Aphrodite muttered.

Grey nodded once and remembered that Caramel still hasn't arrived yet and it was taking time already.

Where were they?

"There should be more plans for Giovanni. He really does have connection everywhere," Gregory

voiced out.

Aphrodite nodded once. "I will get us some drinks," she looked at Grey. "Do you want? And you?" she

turned to Gregory.

Gregory shook his head briefly. "I'm fine for now."

"Get me one," Grey responded.

Aphrodite nodded and walked away. ■

"We still have some members in the billionaire club that works for Giovanni."

"Yes and I'm watching out for them," Grey muttered as one of the attendants stopped in front of him. He

grabbed one of the fruit juices absent-mindedly. “Giovanni is going to get hit soon as well. I'm going to

prepare a nice plan very soon and he wouldn't even know what hit him," he sipped the juice. He

hesitated as he realised that the attendant didn't move and didn't even plan to. He looked over at

Gregory. "Did you tell her to stay? Do you want one?”

Gregory shook his head briefly. "No, I’m fine for now."

Grey sipped more of the juice and finally look at the attendant again. "Is there a reason why you are

still here?"

The lady hesitated for a moment before she looked up. Grey was shocked for a moment as he stared

at Caramel. Then, a smile spread across his face.

"You are here? I've been waiting for you."

Gregory smiled briefly. "I will leave you two to talk while I grab something." he didn't wait for Grey to talk

before he started walking away.

"But why are you dressed like this?" Grey eyes roamed around her in disbelief. He clearly told the men

to get her hair and makeup done and she was supposed to dress nice.

Caramel didn't say anything but continued to look at him.

Grey squeezed his brows at her. "Where are the men? Where are they? Why did they leave you alone?

And why are you serving juice at a party that I invited you to as one of the guests?" it was starting to

look suspicious.

"You are going to pay for what you did, Grey in hundredfolds,'’ she threatened.

Grey felt a stab of pain in his stomach the moment the word left her mouth. He tried to hold it in. "What

are you talking about? Do you want us to talk now? One of my men said you've regained your

memory."

Caramel shook her head briefly. "I don't remember anything,

I lied."

Grey felt another stab of pain and squeezed harder at it. His eyes moved to the cup still filled with juice

and his eyes widened with shock as realisation dawned on him.

"What did you put into this juice?"

Caramel smiled softly. "Poison."

The cup dropped from his hand and scattered on the floor as the pain intensified.

'That's for killing my mother!" she muttered thickly.

Grey felt dizzy and dropped to the floor. The pain intensified.

"Hercules!" Aphrodite yelled from afar as she raced closer.

The music playing went dead as everyone turned towards Grey.

But Caramel couldn't move as images went through her eyes suddenly.