The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1783

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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 1-1, 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.

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Without any defenses, Griffon took the cigarette offered to him

and lit it.

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He had relied on cigarettes to survive during the years she was ill, and when she returned, he quit smoking for good.

Now that she was gone, these things seemed to have no meaning worth quitting for.

took a drag from the cigarette, exhaling a

the swirling smoke, the man’s face,

was half–hidden, revealing no emotion.

him for a while, 1-1 lit a cigarette, but

it, just held it in his hand, absentmindedly toying with it. “If

according to Erebus’s rules, I’ll

send you to the biochemistry area,”

cigarette out of his mouth and blew out a

smoke.

somewhat provocative to

arms crossed. “Aren’t you afraid of death with such arrogance?”

and at Nick, who was standing next to

enduring intense pain, looked up at

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entrusted Erebus to him, but he had failed to manage it

was now being controlled by

S even more than he did, and now

1-1 still care about the life of his

partner?

said 1-1. These two words made

relief.

his gratitude, 1-3

head.

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the gunshot stunned the black–clad men waiting outside. Nick, lying on the ground, looked at 1-3 in disbelief.

his mask, blew away the smoke rising from

put down the gun, bent down, and patted Nick’s pale face.

Erebus, he would end up being

whole time, with regret and resentment, then spat out