Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

Provoked by Joe, Preston threw his phone away, rolled up his sleeves, and gave him a friendly punch.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"I'll get it done in a week!"

Joe took the punch but didn't say anything. All he did was scoff, put away the computer, and walk out the door.

Preston couldn't stand Joe's arrogance. He had wanted to catch up and add a few more punches, but Griffon stopped

him.

Griffon' gaze was on the afterglow of the

setting sun outside the window. His once

bright eyes were only left with boundless darkness right then.

Seeing him in such a state, Preston withdrew his foolishness, took his seat beside Griffon, and asked in a soft voice, "Is there anything else you need me to do?"

Griffon lowered his thick eyelashes as he answered in a bland voice, "Help me take good care of her, don't let anyone pick on her."

Preston naturally knew who the "she" Griffon referred to was, but he couldn't help himself from saying, "Since you can't get her back, stop doing all this."

Griffon' eyes lowered to stare at the fingertips burned by sulfuric acid, and after a long silence, he replied, "I owe

her."

His slap had killed her. Even if she forgave him, he would never be able to forgive himself.

To draw a line with him, she helped him

block the sulfuric acid.

He owed her more and more...

Preston glanced at Griffon' hand. Griffon' fingers, which were without any flaws, were all destroyed right then.

There was a burst of distress in his heart.

"In fact, you've done enough for her, let

yourself go."

Griffon's indifferent eyes turned red in an

instant. "I can't let go.

Preston didn't know what to say seeing him in such a state, so he could only nod helplessly. "Okay, I'll help you take care of her."

Griffon nodded lightly and added, "Don't disturb her."

Again, a helpless sigh was heard from Preston. "Okay..."

Only then did Griffon get up and leave.

Looking at the lonely and proud figure,

Preston shook his head.

Sure enough, in the emotional world, whoever loved deeply would suffer a complete defeat.

After Griffon dealt with his work, he returned to the manor. Before he got out of the car, he saw a figure having a fight with the security guard...

"Ms. Thorin, Alpha Knight has ordered you not to enter or leave the manor at will. Please leave."

In the past few years, Tara would be stopped by the same security guard

wherever she came over.

Tara had long been displeased, so she raised her hand and slapped him hard.

"You b*stard, can't you open your eyes to see who I am? I'm Griffon' fiancée, how dare you stop me?!"

Being slapped for no reason, the security guard's first instinct was to return a slap, but the moral training he received as a retired member of the special force reminded him to grit his teeth and endure it.

"Ms. Thorin, if I remember correctly. The engagement has been annulled by

Alpha Knight. How could you be so

thick-skinned to say that you're his

fiancée?"

Tara burst into a rage hearing so. She wanted to add another slap, but the security guard grabbed his wrist.

He shook off Tara's hand, chiding, "If you continue to make trouble, don't blame me for not showing mercy!"

Tara trembled with rage. "Wow, great, now even a security guard can pick on me, right?"

Tara took two steps back to look at the French-style manor, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Griffon, you promised Simon that you'll marry me, how could

you break your oath to Simon, for Taya,

that b*tch!!!"

The man sitting in the Koenigsegg gave a cold snort before slowly winding the window down, revealing a cold and emotionless face.

He rested one hand on the car window, his fingers resting on his chin,