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.

cigarette offered to him and lit

she was ill, and when she

seemed

took a drag from the cigarette,

man’s face, both ethereal and blood–stained, was half–hidden,

lit a cigarette, but did not smoke it, just held it in his hand, absentmindedly toying with it. “If you’re not willing to

out of his mouth and blew out a wisp

somewhat provocative to 1-3, who was standing by the door with his arms crossed. “Aren’t

and at Nick, who was standing next to

looked up at 1-1’s back.

had failed to manage it and was now being

and now the leader of S was right in front of him. Would 1-1 still care about the life of

said 1-1. These two words made

express his gratitude, 1-3 shot

sound of the gunshot stunned the black–clad men waiting outside. Nick, lying on