The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson novel Chapter 1718

Chapter 1718

On the 30th day, the last night, Taya stood outside the castle, staring at the time on her watch. When the hands pointed to 00:00, there was still no sign of the black car that Griffon had left in on the road to Blue Bay Island...

Her anxious heart sank suddenly, and her feet seemed to have a mind of their own as she walked towards the end of the darkness. She wanted to see if there were any cars coming up from the bottom of the mountain, but Peter blocked her path.

"Ma'am, danger!"

"Griffon reminded him to always stick close to Taya, no matter where or when. He must never leave her side, especially during this time. Peter will keep his distance while they are in the castle, but at all other times, he will be right by her side."

"He didn't come back on time, so how could I possibly care about any danger?"

Taya pushed away Peter's hand and ran down the mountain without a care, feeling certain that if she just kept running, she would eventually find Griffon.

But she ran all the way to the end where the mountain road meets the highway, and still didn't see Griffon' car.

She stood there, dazed, with a pair of empty, lifeless eyes, staring at the passing cars...

She didn't even have a way to contact him, let alone know where he went. How was she supposed to find him?

Peter, who had been following her all along, was also restless and furrowed his brow, staring at the passing vehicles...

As two people stood at the intersection, the sky began to drizzle again. Summer had passed and the rainy autumn season had arrived. The rain wasn't heavy, just a light pitter-patter that fell onto the long, loose hair behind them, giving it a chilly misty appearance.

Peter glanced at the rain pouring down from the night sky and then at Taya, who was dressed in thin clothes. He wanted to persuade her to go back, but he knew it would be useless. So he decisively took off his jacket and handed it to Taya.

"Ma'am, it's pouring rain, please use my clothes to cover yourself."

Taya remained still, like an abandoned puppet, devoid of any signs of life.

Peter saw that she had no reaction, hesitated for a few seconds, and then unfolded his clothes.

"Ma'am, please forgive me."

Then he lifted his suit jacket and covered it over her head, shielding her from the wind and rain.

"Will Peter not come back?"

After a long time, Taya suddenly asked this question.

Peter knew where Mr. Greyson had gone, but he couldn't tell Taya. All he could do was comfort her.

"No way, Mr. Greyson will definitely come back," she reassured.