The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1783

Two men wearing full–face masks and protective suits pushed open the door to the chip room and saw Griffon sitting on the sofa like a king, motionless as a mountain.

He was covered in blood, and his face, slightly turned, was also stained with blood. Only his lifeless eyes exuded a cold, disdainful gaze.

By his side was a surgical knife, its blade glinting silver under the light, casting an eerie glow on the man’s face, making him look like a demon from hell.

If it were anyone else who saw 1-1 and 1-3, they would have been afraid, but the man on the sofa showed no fear, not even bothering to acknowledge their presence.

His stubbornness and unruliness were somewhat admirable to the two founders, but… “If you are not the leader of S, then I would definitely have a different opinion of you for single–handedly making it to the upper area,” said 11, his voice carrying a hint of weariness, as if it had been tempered by the passage of time.

“Tell me, what are you doing in Erebus?” 1-1 pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Griffon as if meeting an old friend.

the cigarette offered

she was ill, and when she returned, he

seemed to have no meaning worth quitting

a drag from the cigarette, exhaling a

the man’s face, both ethereal

a while, 1-1 lit a cigarette, but did not smoke it, just held it in his hand, absentmindedly toying with it. “If you’re not willing to talk, then according to Erebus’s rules, I’ll have to send you to the biochemistry area,” said

cigarette out of his mouth and blew out a wisp of smoke.

standing by the door with his arms

looked past 1-3 and at Nick, who was standing next to

enduring intense pain, looked up

Erebus to him, but he had failed to manage it and was now

S even more than he did, and now the leader of S was right in

1-1. These two words made

could express his gratitude, 1-3

stunned the black–clad men waiting outside. Nick, lying on the ground, looked at