SECRETLY THE TRILLIONAIRE BOSS!

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Byron arrived at the address he gave Derek. He got out of his car, handed the key to Marcus, one of his most trusted men. “The three of you get the five cars out of this vicinity. No cars should be seen here when they arrive.” He ordered, walking away while the rest of his men all surrounded the entire place just like he instructed them.

They trooped in, hiding in the rooftop of the building, digging the sand close to the sea and burying themselves; in anticipation of what was to come. There were about a hundred and fifty of them, and they were all dressed in black. And had about three to four guns were with them.

Their guns were fully loaded, and as they took their different positions, they set their guns in front of them, aiming it in the direction Byron, their boss instructed them.

In about 10 minutes, the 150 men had successfully hidden themselves and when Byron turned to inspect the place, it was as calm and clear as if it was just him and Sucre that were present.

“Brilliant, Byr