Secretly The Billionaire Boss by Debbie chocolate

Chapter 352: Not love!

The driver adjusted on the seat and glanced at the front mirror. He hesitated as he continued to study

something that Caramel didn't notice.

"It looks like we are being followed," he announced suddenly.

Caramel looked up, a bit startled. "What do you mean?"

'That black benz has been following us everywhere for a while now. I think we are being watched," he

concluded.

Caramel looked backward toward the black Benz that was a car away. Her heart made a sudden thud

at what the driver had said. If the car was

indeed following them, does that mean that Alfred knows about something already?

No, there was no way that could have happened. The autopsy result would not get ready so quickly.

So, that could only mean that Alfred was only suspecting her.

Definitely, that was what was happening and that was the worst. Though, without an autopsy, it would

be easy to know that Caramel had done something wrong somewhere. She was running away. That

aside, she didn't know if the lady from the other time hadn't spilled the milk.

She looked back at the driver. "You have to drive very fast! You have to lose them. They must never get

to me!" She said with urgency in her voice.

The driver made a nod of the head and increased the accelerator.

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Caramel glanced back again, as they got lost between cars. "You have to drive even faster!" She

snapped.

"Well, I can't drive faster than this, Caramel or we will have an accident."

Caramel shrugged slightly. "I don’t care. I will rather get involved in an accident than let Alfred catch

me."

The driver chuckled. "It's all the same anyways. If you get involved in an accident, Alfred would be the

one to choose the hospital you would be admitted to. In Fact, he would be the one to pay for the

hospital bills."

Caramel felt offended by his words. "What are you doing? This isn't a joking matter!” She snarled.

The driver nodded briefly again, a smile dancing on his face. He finally took another turn and Caramel

looked back to realise that they'd lost the car.

She looked at the driver again. "Where are we going now?"

'The airport like you wanted. The boss has arranged everything. In Fact, he booked two flights for you

today in case you miss one," he explained and while his left hand was on the sterling, his other hand

rummaged through the safe and Even Though pulled out a passport. He threw it at Caramel. " As I said

earlier, everything is well prepared for. Just make sure you enter the plane and it will be the end of your

struggles."

Though, the driver knew more than Caramel does. His instructions were clear. In fact, he received the

new order not quite long and it was for the elimination of Caramel.

Caramel would die the moment she lands. Caramel thought they were helping her but that wasn’t the

case, she was actually the one helping them.

The driver pulled to a sudden stop at the airport. "We are here. I will retrieve your luggage," he opened

the door quickly but he was soon shoved inside as Aphrodite appeared from nowhere and stood beside

the car.

Caramel's heart skipped a beat even though she doesn't even remember who Aphrodite was except

seeing that she was a very popular personality.

"Who are you?” She demanded in a shaky voice.

The door of the passenger’s seat opened suddenly and a guy entered.

Aphrodite regarded Caramel for a moment with disgusting features. She moved closer to reveal the

gun attached to her trouser.

Caramel made a move for the door faster. When she opened the door, a tall hefty man was waiting for

her. She swallowed harder and closed back the door.

Aphrodite opened the door beside her and got inside. "Drive," she ordered.

"What are you doing?" Caramel was still very much shocked.

Aphrodite smirked. "I like the question and it was better than what you asked the other time. You will,"

she looked at her. "You will not pretend not to know me."

Caramel was confused for a moment. Does Aphrodite mean generally or privately? Because almost

everyone in the city knows who Aphrodite was. But if she was familiar with Grey, does that mean she

could have been close to Aphrodite as well?

"See, Aphrodite, I don't really Caramel started only to be cut off by Aphrodite.

"I didn't ask you to speak, Caramel. I'm seriously not in a good mood," she muttered and groaned at

the same time like a very hungry lion.

Aphrodite loved Grey so much. And if she would be ready to pull aside the love she had for Grey so

that Caramel would have her space with him, then why would Caramel want Grey to die? That was

what she would never tolerate.

"Someone needs to see you," Aphrodite muttered.

"I sincerely don't know why you are doing this. Did Alfred send you?"

Aphrodite tried very hard to suppress the anger she was having in her." How can you try to kill Grey?

How dare you?” Aphrodite yelled in anger.

Caramel blinked once as if she didn't hear her. Or maybe it was her ears that were playing tricks on her

because, with the way Aphrodite expressed her words, it was as if Grey was still alive which wasn't

possible and would never be. Grey was dead and he would stay like that.

Aphrodite was only angry that she killed Grey. Well, the news had it that the two were in a relationship.

So, she could fight for him anyhow she seemed fit.

"You heard me, Caramel!" Aphrodite yelled suddenly and caused Caramel to jerk back. She was

looking at her now with a glare that could kill. If looks could kill, Caramel would be dead already. "After

all Grey had ever done for you? After all the love he had shown you. How could you even think of killing

him?" Aphrodite was shocked at her level of betrayal.

"Well, Grey doesn't love me," Caramel stated suddenly.