The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson novel Chapter 652

Chapter 652

As Taya regained consciousness from her daze, she noticed that her surroundings were somewhat familiar.

There was a luxurious chandelier hanging overhead, and the decor was in a French style. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows were rows of Aronland-style houses, as well as an endless expanse of sea...

This was... Aronland!

It was Amon and Rosalie’s villa!

Taya’s heart skipped a beat, and she immediately tried to sit up in bed. However, her weakness and fatigue made her fall back on the bed soon after.

She raised her fair hand, rubbed her stuffy forehead, and tried to recall how she came to Aronland, but couldn't remember anything.

Amon, who was sitting in the living room, seemed to have heard some noise and got up from the sofa. He picked up the glass of water on the table and walked in after pushing the door.

When Taya, who was holding her forehead, saw Amon enter, her beautiful eyebrows suddenly frowned. "Did you drug me?"

She felt dizzy, unclear, and tired all over, and only after taking medication would she feel like this.

Amon didn't avoid the topic at all. He passed her the glass of water. "Every once in a while, I will give you some sleeping pills. How is it? Did you sleep well?"

As soon as Taya heard it, she felt that he was crazy. However, she didn't have the energy to argue with him.

She forced herself to sit up from the bed, looked up with a pale and weak face, and asked, "How's Griffon?"

She remembered when she returned to find Griffon, she was knocked out by Amon.

During the period, she may have woken up vaguely, but he kept giving her sleeping pills. Thus, she didn't remember anything and didn't know how long had passed.

She was worried and wanted to return to Griffon’ side, to see his injuries, take care of him personally, and accompany him all the time.

Amon put down the glass of water and sat on the single sofa. He propped his chin and spoke casually, "He's dead."

Dead?

The blood on Taya’s face suddenly faded away completely, turning nearly transparent. "What are you talking about?" she asked.

Seeing her like this, Amon raised an eyebrow in interest. "You heard me clearly, why do you need to ask again?"

Taya grabbed the bed sheet tightly, and her knuckles turned white with the force. Her eyes, which had turned red, were filled with disbelief.

She stared at Amon, her fingernails digging into her palms. The pain of breaking the skin could not awaken her reason.