The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1782

“You can’t control me!” Nick would never allow Griffon to manipulate him, even if he was in excruciating pain, he refused to submit.

Griffon didn’t force Nick, he simply picked up the controller and gently pressed the button to activate the pain control system.

Nick instantly screamed in agony, the heart–wrenching sound echoing through the chip room, sending shivers down the spine.

He was drenched in cold sweat, his face deathly pale, but he still lifted his head to look at the tall, imposing man in front of him.

“I’ve informed 1-1, he will be here soon, and when he arrives, you will have nowhere to hide!”

Griffon, with an expressionless face, walked up to Nick, staring at the aged face, and spoke in a cold voice.

“Follow my orders, or I will make sure you have nowhere to hide right now.”

Nick, who was on the verge of passing out from the pain, glanced at the controller in Griffon‘ hand and then at the console.

The screen showed that his chip at the back of his head was already linked to Griffon‘ chip.

to survive, he had

of death. Unless 1-1 arrived and

be tortured to death. Thinking of this, Nick reluctantly lowered his head and said, “Activate the full area control key. I’ll instruct Venom to track down the

the full area

“Venom, take your wolf and find the Brook Thorin and Tara Thorin. Bring them back within a

the program room, heard the broadcast and froze, his eyes filled with disbelief.

already dead in the upper area, and he was waiting for 1-2 to come and punish

Griffon negotiate with 1-2, or did

not sure, but he knew that his

a new level.

his cigarette and replied, “Okay, I’ll go

quickly got up, took his men, and swiftly left

to search for the Brook Thorin

Nick, still enduring the pain, turned to Griffon and said, “Once 1-1 arrives, you are as good as dead.”

emotionless, sat down on the sofa, looking extremely lazy and exhausted. He was indeed very tired, with wounds on his body still bleeding, and wounds in his heart also bleeding.

him that didn’t hurt. But he endured it, like a fearless warrior, unabashedly leaning back on the sofa, staring

you, if I

was always the one controlling others, and now he was being

Griffon. Their chips were bound together, so if Griffon died,

1-1, so even if 1-1 came, they couldn’t

regard, they were very