The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 508

Chapter 508
Griffon led Taya to the top floor of the hotel.
It was a French restaurant. Sitting there, they had a
panoramic view of the nighttime scenery.

He seemed to have booked the entire restaurant. There was a
group of waiters in tuxedos and bow ties, serving only them.
The energetic French manager, who was dressed in a suit and
leather shoes, sat down on the terrace in front of them. He
leaned over and handed them an extremely luxurious menu.
Griffon took it and placed it in front of Taya. “What do you
want to eat, Taya?”
Taya opened the menu. When she saw that it was all in
French, she looked a bit constipated.
She couldn’t understand it at all. A subconscious trace of
embarrassment appeared on her fair face, and her flustered
hands tucked her hair behind her hair.
Griffon, who was sitting across from her, quickly stretched out his fingers to take the menu.

He didn’t know what she liked to eat, so he wanted her to

order for herself. However, it seemed that he hadn’t been considerate enough.
Griffon felt a little guilty. He glanced at Taya, but didn’t say anything.

ordering the appetizer and the main course, he looked at Taya again. “Taya, do you want macarons or egg tarts for dessert?” He gave her a choice in an attempt to divert her attention so that she wouldn’t feel so ashamed. She whispered, “Egg tarts…” She liked food that was soft and sweet, and egg tarts happened to be her favorite. Griffon nodded gently. He closed the menu and signaled for the French manager to leave. On the unique, French-style dining table, a few flickering candles shone dimly on their faces. The dim light made Griffon, who was wearing a white shirt with a slightly

hand, he leaned on the leather sofa. With a pair of deep eyes that seemed

head down. She stared at her fingers without saying a word. Perhaps it

Griffon stared at her for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The manager immediately
came over.
“Yes, sir?”
He whispered a few words to the manager in French this time, which Taya didn’t understand. Moments later, however, a
famous cellist came to the restaurant.
The cellist didn’t dare to come over. He simply nodded to them, then sat in the dining room and started to play.
Slow and relaxing music could be heard, which made Taya’s
tense nerves slowly relax…
Seeing that she was no longer on edge, Griffon raised his fingers. He grabbed her hand, which was on the table.

held her tightly, as if he was holding a treasure that he was reluctant to let go of. He didn’t let go until the waiters served the

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