The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 670
After several helicopter transfers, Amon’s helicopter finally arrived in Salinas.
Taya was forcibly brought into a villa, where she handed Grace to George and said, “Please take care of her for a while. I need to talk to him.”
George knew that Taya had been deceived all the way, and now she wanted to hold Amon accountable. So he took Grace and gave them some space.
With the help of the se rvant, Taya groped her way to the sofa in the living room and sat down.
Once she was seated, she lifted her eyes, which could only see a little, and searched for the direction where Amon was.
When she found him, she spoke with a cold voice, “You promised me that you would let me go home after a month, but now you have tricked me into coming to Salinas. What exactly do you want to do?”
Amon was taking out a cigarette from the box when he heard
Taya’s voice. He looked at her calmly and responded, “I’ve told
you from the beginning that I never keep my promises…”
He lit the cigarette with a lighter and took a deep drag, the smoke enveloping his face and making it look somewhat gloomy.

Taya suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth. “My name is Taya, not Rosalie. I have my own life to live, but you used the excuse of wanting to see my sister again to keep me by your side. Was it to prove your love for her, or to destroy me?”
It had been a while since Amon had heard such a clear and logical argument from her. Although she had been pretending to be Rosalie and letting him manipulate her, she was more like a puppet without any thoughts of her own.
Now, showing a hint of Taya’s soul, she seemed to have regained some of her personality.
Amon stared at her and blew out a smoke ring before replying in a low voice, “You could say that I’m seeking revenge on her…”
Taya sneered coldly at his words. “You’re not seeking revenge on her, you’re seeking revenge on me…”
Amon raised an eyebrow, indifferent to her words. “You can interpret it however you want, but in my eyes, you are her.”
Taya raised her hand and touched her own face. “Sometimes, I want to destroy this face and tear out this wolf spirit, but I haven’t even seen him yet…”
She spoke until here, her heart ached and tears couldn’t be controlled, rolling down like a torrent. “Can’t you let me go back and see him even once, just one glance…”
Amon watched as Taya cried for Griffon again, and his expression grew stern. “If you keep crying, you’ll go blind.”
Taya raised her head, pushing the tears back but not the pain in her heart. She got up from the sofa in agony and knelt before Amon again, begging him humbly, “Amon, please let me go!”
She had no way out. She couldn’t see clearly and couldn’t escape. She thought by pretending to be Rosalie, she could find a glimmer of hope. However, he still wouldn’t let her go. Was it so difficult for her to go back and see him lying in the grave?
As Amon saw the woman kneeling before him, he
remembered how Rosalie had also begged him to let her go.
Was he so scary that everyone had to stay away from him?
Was it so wrong for him to want her, who had his sister’s wolf spirit, to stay with him?
He held the cigarette in his hand and stared at the figure kneeling and crying, his expression gradually overwhelmed by complex emotions.
When the cigarette butt burned his skin, he came back to his senses and slowly withdrew his gaze before throwing out a cold statement.
“I’ll never let you go.”