The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1780

1-2 was originally in the B area dealing with matters, but he received a call from Tara, which made him return to the A area ahead of schedule.

When he emerged from the exclusive passage, he saw the corridor littered with black–clad individuals who had been shot.

The sight of blood flowing like a river made 1-2 subconsciously furrow his brow. “Damn it!”

With his entourage, 1-2 stepped over the fallen individuals and quickly made his way to the program room.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Griffon sitting in the middle of the sofa.

He was lounging lazily, with his long legs casually crossed and his hands resting on his thighs, holding a blood–stained gun between his palms.

His head was lightly resting on the sofa, chin slightly raised, and he looked down at the incoming people with eyes devoid of fear, as if he was looking at dead wolf.

He had bullet holes in his shoulders and legs, blood continuously flowing.

done, you managed to make it all the way to the program room,” 1-2 said upon seeing Griffon, not blaming

with courage. I like that,

then pulled out a gun and aimed

S, maybe I would

Griffon was quicker and had already aimed at 1-2’s abdomen,

was hit first, his shot missed its

gunfire from the black–clad individuals behind 1-2,

was now clutching his abdomen. In a moment of distraction, his neck

strength to struggle

seemingly impervious to pain, danger, or fear of death, was

times, but he also used 1-2’s body as a shield

not move, only watching as

1-2 in tow, entered the chip room inside the program room.

closed, Griffon pressed the