The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 707
Just as Preston was about to tell Griffon about it, the man suddenly called out to Harper, “Ms. Duke, wait a minute.”
Harper stopped and turned around to look at Griffon, “What’s the matter, Alpha Knight?”
Griffon gestured outwards, “Can I have a word with you?”
Harper nodded and walked outside. The two talked briefly before she left.
Before Griffon entered the building, Preston turned to Taya and asked, “Do you have anything that you like?”
Puzzled for a moment, Taya asked, “Why?”
Preston pointed at Harper outside the floor-to-ceiling window, “Help me ask her who she is going on the blind date with. I’ll buy you anything you want.”

Standing in front of the dining table, Taya looked up at Preston, “Are you serious about Harper?”
The question bewildered Preston, “What are you talking about?”
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Seeing him like this, Taya knew that Preston hadn’t yet sorted out his feelings for Harper, and she sighed. “If you’re serious about her, Preston, try to win her heart properly and give her a future. But if you’re not, then let her go on the blind date, okay?”
Irritated by the phrase “blind date”, Preston grew impatient, “It’s fine if you don’t want to help…”
As he turned to leave, Taya stared after him, “It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but I know Harper has always wanted a home deep down. She worked hard for her first mating, but it failed miserably. I don’t want her second mating to fail, so I wish you could understand…!”
All she wanted was Preston being serious about Harper. Otherwise, she would never help him.
Standing where he was, Preston seemed to understand what she was trying to say, and his handsome face was tinged with distress.
“Giving Harper a future and home means getting mated, but can I do it? Will I stop fooling around once I’m mated?”
Preston asked himself several times but had no answer. He could only knit his brow and walk away without saying a word.
con listened carefully to what they said and did not say
much seeing Preston’s troubled look. He walked over to Taya and slightly bent forward, showing the sno wflakes on his hair, “Help me.”
Taya helped him brush off the snow flakes last night because she worried that he would catch a cold, and she never expected him to be wanting her to do it again.
It made Taya wonder if this man, who was six feet and three inches tall, was seizing the opportunity to be pampered by her.