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The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 449
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Chapter 449

Only then did Eric suppress his surging desire.

He quickly drove to the suburbs.

After pulling over, he went around to the back seat, hugged

Stella, and kissed her lips frantically.

The moment Eric touched Stella, his longing, which he had nowhere to express in the past few days,

was unleashed.

Stella nestled in his arms, looked at him who was overcome

by lust, and asked tentatively, “When… are you going to mate

me?”

Eric paused. The fascination and desire in his eyes dissipated, and he replied in a cold voice, “The

Sinclair pack will not agree

to it.”

Stella raised her hands, hooked them around his neck, and

looked at him coquettishly. “What about you?”

Eric froze for a moment. There was a touch of affection in his

eyes, but he refused to admit it. Instead, he stated, “I don’t

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want to get mated.”

Hearing that, Stella was disappointed, and she retracted her hands. “I’m not young anymore, I have to

get mated…”

When Eric heard that she wanted to get married, his heart suddenly felt inexplicably empty and painful;

there was also unexplainable anger.

He was a little angry. He grabbed her chin, and warned, “You’re not allowed to get mated!”

Seeing that he was angry, Stella curled the corner of her mouth calmly. “You don’t want to mate me,

and you don’t allow me to get mated. Do you want me to follow you like this. for the rest of my life?”

Eric pinched her cheek and smiled dotingly. “Isn’t it nice like this? We both can get what we want. Why

bother getting mated?”

Stella shook her head at him, “I want to get married and have my own family. If you can’t give it to me,

then we can just end things.”

Eric’s expression darkened and he stared at her coldly. “Do you know what you are talking about?”

Stella brushed his hand away from her face, sat up straigh and said indifferently, “Eric, a doctor has

been pursuing m recently and he’s quite a great guy. I’ve decided to be with

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him. As for us, this will be the last time. From now on, don’t

come to me anymore.”

Eric’s heart felt like it had been stuffed with something, and the dense pain. A fierce look appeared in

his dark and deep

eyes.

He grabbed Stella by the neck, pressed her against the car window, and said through gritted teeth,

“You don’t even have a uterus. Who would mate you? Only I would want you. You are so lucky, yet you

still want to dump me. You even want to accept others. Who gave you the courage”

Hearing that, Stella trembled a little. She was filled with anger and it almost made her take off her

mask.

She clenched her fists and warned herself over and over again not to lose her temper. Then, she raised

her eyes and looked straight at Eric.

From his angry eyes, she saw that there was also a hint of

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concern.

Over the past few years, he had developed feelings for her little by little…

Thus, she told herself to be patient as she would be getting what she wanted very soon.

Eric would receive the retribution he deserved!

Once he had the information, Andre sent it to Griffon…

The man was sitting in front of the French window, holding a wine glass in his hand.

While sipping on the red wine, he swiped through the phone screen with his fingers.

After looking through it briefly, he exited the page, clicked on the address book, and made a call.

“Zack, the target is Lawrence Sterling. Get the plane ready. We’re going to Wolverly Capital.

Zack quickly replied ‘yes’ after receiving the instructions.

Griffon hung up the phone and drank up the wine in his glass. Then, he got up and walked into the

cloakroom.

He changed into casual attire, sprayed on a scent-masking liquid, and brushed his hair with his fingers

to mess it up.

Then, he went to the study, opened a drawer, took out the plant sap, and used a paintbrush to paint a

green dragon tattoo stroke by stroke on his neck.

Once he was done, he took out the gold and copper mask and

walked down the spiral stairs step by step…

When Frank saw him, he reminded him as usual, “Mr. Griffon, be careful…”

Griffon nodded before walking out of the villa quickly with a cold expression on his face….