The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Griffon slowly, deliberately set down the glass he was holding. His claws were starting to come out now, and his fingers were clutching the glass so tightly, Preston was afraid it would just disintegrate into a thousand pieces under the pressure. Griffon looked at Preston. “What do you think?” Preston decided to push forward. “I think you like her a little, don’t you? Otherwise, why would you be so angry when you heard she had slept with Roman?” Griffon snarled, “It’s in poor taste to flaunt one’s promiscuity. With a Beta no less. So I decided to put her in her place. Is that

love?” Ah, so there it was. Taya had moved from a man as rich and powerful as THE Alpha Knight, to the “lowly” Beta Starke. That made sense to Preston. Griffon didn’t want people thinking that he and Roman ran in the same circles, close enough to have access to the same women. He didn’t want to be associated with someone like Roman. Moreover, as soon as Tara returned to the country, Griffon broke things off with Taya, which was enough to show that Taya was not important and didn’t take up any room in Griffon’s Chapter 33 heart. 2/3 Preston didn’t say anything more. He raised his head and drank up the rest of the bourbon in his glass. Then he got up and said goodbye to his cousin. Griffon didn’t reply. He just nodded indifferently. Preston was used to his cousin’s indifference. It had been Griffon’s primary emotion and attitude since he was a child, so Preston didn’t take it to heart. He simply picked up his coat and turned to leave. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

It was raining heavily outside. His driver was waiting for him, and when he saw Preston, he rushed over with an umbrella. Once in the car, Preston directed him toward downtown. While stopped at a traffic light, he saw Taya, who was only wearing a dress, hailing a taxi in the heavy rain. Her petite body was thin. The dress, soaked by the rain, tightly clung to her body, making her seem even more fragile. Her curly hair was plastered to her head and stuck to her face. Somehow, despite how broken she looked standing there forlornly in the rain, it didn’t affect her beauty one bit. Preston saw taxi after taxi zooming past Taya, but none of them stopped. After hesitating for a moment, he ordered his driver over to her.