Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 416

Chapter 416: From the past

Grey stepped closer, noting the huge mark that lay across Maximo's cheek.His face was hard as if he had never smiled.

"And good of you to show your face here, alone,"

Maximo took a step closer to him.

"How could you come over here and try to claim a place that isn't yours to start with? This is my place, I own this place."

Grey shook his head briefly.

"Where's Mattee? What happened to the shares I have in the Italian company? How could these happen and you still think I can meddle?" Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Don't ask me questions about my brother.You have no right to get involved between I and my brother.It's family issue."

He fired back.

Grey regarded him for a moment.So, Aurora was right and they were really brothers.

"Where's he, Maximo?" Grey asked in a deep voice, ignoring his remark.

"Fuck;" Maximo spat out.

"Fine! You want to meddle? Then you can as well face the consequences!" Grey laughed.

"Seriously, Maximo.Just because your brother isn't as strong as you are doesn't mean you should let him sink like this.You two can run this place together.It doesn't have to be only you."

Maximo felt a stab of annoyance at his explanation.

"How dare you! "

He yelled and rushed forward.He caught Grey by the collar.

"You have no right, Grey! You don't!"

Grey watched him for a moment, as a flicker of surprise flashed across his face.

"How did you know?"

At first, Grey thought Maximo was acquainted with Giovanni.He could even know he faked his death in Jacksonville.He could have met with Giovanni and that meant that his plan had failed.

"How_?"

Grey's voice faded away, his eyes went even wider with shock.

Maximo smiled softly.

"Are you surprised?"

He pushed him backward, releasing Grey in the process.

"You don't remember me?" He asked with a sly smile.

Grey concentrated on him for a moment but couldn't pick up anything.

"I don't. How did you know I'm Grey?"

Charles was watching Maximo with curiosity as well but he doesn't remember ever seeing his face.

"You don't?"

Maximo smiled again.

"Anyways, you don't need to.You should walk out of this place while you still can.You are in Italy and you aren't even with any of your men.It would be easy for me to kill you," he warned.

Grey released a sigh.

"I'm not leaving, Maximo unless you give me what I want."

"Fine," Maximo released a sigh.

"Your choice," he stepped back.

"Boys, get him!"

Grey scoffed as several men rushed inside, putting a stop to Maximo's men.Maximo's eyes went wide with shock at what had happened.

"As you can see, Maximo.My men are quite larger than yours.You obviously didn't think I would even come with them this much.But I want you to know that if I escape at this moment, you will hear from me because I have a lot of them in Jacksonville,"he hesitated and took a step forward.

"But we can sort this amicably by getting involved in a fight, just you and me.If you win, I will leave Italy and never return.In fact, I will not come here for my father's shares.But if you lose, you will do what I want."

One of Maximo's men rushed to whisper something to him.He nodded briefly and looked at Grey.

"I accept!"

Maximo could have trained harder than he had but Grey still had to try.It was the only way for his plan to work out.

And he didn't want to go to Jacksonville just yet.It was a moonless night in the heart of the city when everyone got outside and created a space for Maximo and Grey.

The two men walked closer to each other.

It was so quiet that the only sounds that could be heard were the soft hum of the streetlights and the faint footsteps of two men making their way toward each other.

As they drew closer, their faces were brightened by the soft glimmer of a nearby lamppost.

Grey was taller than Maximo by two inches but he made Maximo look like he was even shorter.

They stopped a few feet apart and stared at each other in silence.

Without warning, Maximo launched himself at Grey, his fists gliding.

Grey was fast to react, dodging the blows and delivering a quick kick to Grey's stomach.

Maximo stumbled back but quickly regained his footing, launching another attack.

For several minutes, they swapped blows, neither gaining the upper hand.

Their movements were fluid and elegant like two dancers engaged in a fatal tango.

The sounds of fists hitting flesh echoed through the open streets, and the anxiety was palpable.

Finally, Grey delivered a smashing blow to Maximo's jaw, sending him reeling backward.

Maximo fell to the ground, stunned and disoriented.

For a moment, Grey hesitated, as if unsure whether to finish the job.But then he stepped forward, his face formed a mask of cold determination.He reached down and grabbed Maximo by the collar, pulling him to his feet.

"You messed with the wrong guy, Maximo.I will show you that I am Hercules," he snarled, his voice low and menacing.

"And now you're going to pay the price for doing this." Maximo glared up at him, his eyes gleaming with fury.

But it was too late.

Grey delivered a final blow, and Maximo crumpled to the ground, almost out of breath.

Grey stood over him for a moment, breathing heavily as his men started chanting his name in victory.He looked down at Maximo with satisfaction.

"I won and as a mafia lord, you should keep to your side of the bargain." Maximo coughed out blood.

He released several sighs as his men rushed to help him up.He looked at Grey.

"Fine, I will do everything you ask."

Aphrodite smiled, feeling satisfied by everything.

Indeed, Grey's plan worked perfectly.

"What do you want?"

"How did you know me?"

Grey threw at him desperately.

Maximo relaxed.

"Do you remember Orange park?"

Grey actually didn't need to think much about it. He remembered

"Fine, I will do everything you ask."