The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson novel Chapter 638

Chapter 638
At Arcadia, Andre couldn’t get through to Stella’s phone, so he ran
all the way to her house to find that no one was around.
Feeling faintly uneasy, Andre sped to the hospital.
Only then did he learn from the doctors that Stella had been
forcibly taken away by Eric.
On top of that, he was appalled to know that Eric, the b*stard, had
kicked Ms. Palmer!
Just how bold and courageous Eric was to lay his hands on Alpha Knight’ woman!
Andre, whose face was livid with anger, picked up the phone and
called Griffon.
The response he received was an automated beep as Alpha
Knight’ phone was in flight mode.
Andre could only download the surveillance footage and send it to Griffon while he rushed right away to Wolverly Capital in search
of Stella.
In the morning of the next day, Taya was holding a pencil, referring to the plan and concentrating on completing the last building
when her phone rang.
With a casual glance at the screen of the phone, her hand jolted at the caller ID, going straight off the track she had plotted out.
She stared at Amon’s name on the screen and gulped. Her fists clenched in nervousness before she reached for the phone….
After Amon returned to Aronland, he had never given her a call. Why would he call her all of a sudden? Could it be that he was coming back?
As she expected, Amon’s first words were, “I’m back.”
From the other end of the phone, a deep, laid-back voice came, sending Taya’s heart thumping.
She gave merely a soft hum and dared not answer his words, let alone probe into the purpose of his return.
Amon sat on the U-shaped sofa, and with his legs folded, he asked her in a casual tone, “Is Johnny looking for you?”
Taya had thought that Amon was back for her to fulfill the second agreement and had never expected him to ask about Johnny. She breathed a deep sigh of relief.
“Yes.”
After she replied, she added, “To be precise, he’s here for Rosalie.”
Amon gave a cold snort. Dragging her two daughters around, Rosalie’s mother had begged the Carmine and the Brook packs to help her out, but how had they reacted?
They did not hesitate to kick the mother-daughter trio out of the
house and left them to fend for themselves on the streets by uttering harsh words. Nor had the Brook or the Carmine packs cared about their wellbeing.
For the dying woman in the Carmine pack right then, they had the nerve to come to Rosalie. The audacity!
Amon raised his bloodthirsty eyes to remind Taya in an icy voice once more, “It shouldn’t be anything to look forward to, so don’t reveal your identity to Johnny.”
Even without his reminding, Taya was well aware. “Don’t worry, he doesn’t know the news of my sister’s death, nor does he know
that I’ve replaced my sister.”
Amon said nothing in reply. With his finger rubbing against the wine glass accompanied by several light taps, he questioned, “Recently, Johnny went to countries around the Pacific Ocean to search for Rosalie’s whereabouts. It’s all Griffon’ doing for you,
isn’t it?”
Taya hadn’t expected Amon to know everything about her like the
back of his hand when he was in Aronland all along. Indeed, he
was Amon Johnson, the know-it-all. “That’s right.”
Seeing her resolute reply, a hint of contempt surfaced in Amon’s eyes. “I told you that Griffon is not your good match, so why are you still getting involved with him?”
Taya put her pen aside hearing his words. With a frown, she asked
in return, “You’re always saying that both of us aren’t a good match, what do you mean?”
Instead of answering, Amon gave a brief response. “I’ll come to
you later, wait obediently at home.”
Before Taya could question why he would come to her, he hung up the phone, no longer picking up when she dialed over.
Vaguely sensing that it wasn’t a good thing for Amon to come to her, Taya swiftly rolled up the drawings and planned to head over
to Griffon’ manor to wait for Griffon.
To her surprise, the man with the scar crashed in through a
window to cover her mouth with a spi ked towel.
There wasn’t even the time for her to call for help or struggle.
In just several seconds, her eyes rolled as she lost all
consciousness…