The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1631

Upon receiving a call from Preston, Griffon, expressionless, extended his finger and pressed the end call button. Unwilling to accept being hung up on, Preston called again.

Griffon’s face darkened as he answered the call. Without waiting for Preston to speak, a furious roar came from the other end: “Get lost!” One word shattered Preston’s desire to share. After furrowing his brows in thought, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Griffon. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“I’m at Harper’s house and I have no clothes to wear. Can you bring a set for me?”

Glancing at the screen of his phone, Griffon couldn’t help but tighten his fist… Preston waited for a few minutes but didn’t receive a response. He picked up his phone again and opened the family group chat, mentioning Griffon.

“Please look at my message.”

Griffon: …

No one replied, so Preston mentioned all members of the group.

“Please mention Griffon for me, I need to talk to him urgently.”

Sebastian asked with concern, “What’s the urgent mated matter?”

Preston, seeing someone respond, quickly typed, “I’m getting mated.”

Why does it concern Griffon if he’s getting? Sebastian couldn’t understand, but Griffon did. He just wanted to show off.

Suddenly, Preston saw a message from Griffon: “Remove Preston from the group.”

As the group admin, Rebecca seemed to sense Griffon’s speechlessness and considerately removed Preston from the group chat.

Being kicked out of the group didn’t bother Preston at all. After taking a selfie, he opened his Moments and posted a message, mentioning each member of the pack.

“I’m getting mated. Does anyone have a proposal plan? Please send it to me.”

In the group without Preston, Christopher sent a message: “What’s wrong with Preston?”

Sebastian: “Did he take the wrong medication?”

Leonard: “Preston must have taken the wrong medication. Who would mate him?”

Even the usually invisible Miles joined in with a message: “If he can get mated, I’ll cut off my head and use it as a stool for him.”

Griffon scrolled through the messages in the group, and Preston’s call came in again…

This time, instead of hanging up, Griffon calmly answered, “If it’s not important, I’ll break your legs.”

Feeling great, Preston didn’t care about Griffon’s hostility and continued to show off, “I’m getting mated.”

Griffon coldly responded, “So what?”

Preston kicked the glass of the French window with his toe, “Can I borrow your Gmissta?”

Griffon’s blue eyes turned icy, “If you want to die, just say so.”

After thinking for a moment, Preston also realized it wasn’t appropriate, “Forget it, your proposal venue is a bit shabby. I want to choose the best place for Harper, something she’ll never forget.”

So, his intention wasn’t to borrow the venue from Griffon, but to let him know that he was proposing and that his proposal location and ceremony would be more grand than Griffon’s.

Griffon couldn’t help rolling his eyes, “Has Ms. Duke agreed?”

This made Preston, who was uncertain, vague in his reply, “She kind of agreed.”

Hearing this, Griffon knew Harper hadn’t agreed. With a hint of mockery in his unfathomable gaze, he said, “You’re making it public before she even accepts. Aren’t you afraid of rejection?”

Confidently patting his chest, Preston said, “No matter what, I will win her over this time. Griffon, just wait for my good news!”

Griffon’s lips curled up, a mischievous smile forming, “Have you informed your parents?”

A seemingly casual remark instantly brought Preston, who had been showing off, back to reality. He no longer felt like bragging in front of Griffon.

Staring at Griffon’s profile picture on the screen for a while, Preston gritted his teeth, “I’ll go back tonight and let them know the good news.”

Griffon hadn’t expected Preston to think this way. His lips curled up slightly, revealing a deeper smile. It seemed that Preston was serious this time. If he was willing to settle down and focus on his family, Griffon would naturally be happy for him. However, Preston’s parents would not make it easy for him, especially considering what Edith had gone through. Hopefully, they would let Preston off the hook…

While Griffon considered things carefully, Preston’s mind was still focused on showing off. “Are you going to send the clothes or not? If not, I’ll find Taya.”

The man in the car raised his cold gaze and glanced at Preston, who was standing by the French window, wrapped only in a towel. “Dare you!”

Preston knew he was being scrutinized and twisted his muscular body, “Do you think I dare…?”

Now that he had a wife to support him, did he still fear Griffon?

In reality, his wife was also afraid of Griffon, but not Taya.