The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1557

Chapter 1557

Griffon pondered for a few seconds, then sent a team of

bodyguards to Andre to settle the old grudges with the Sinclair

pack.

After Andre left, Griffon didn’t plan to stay in the hospital for long. Holding Taya’s hand, before leaving,

he glanced at Preston sitting in front of the hospital bed and said, “I’ll let you know once I find the

person.”

Preston, who was always worried about Anthony’s condition, looked up when he saw Griffon about to

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leave. He happened to see Edith standing at the door, holding a bag, looking lost.

As if just realizing something, he quickly got up and followed, “Oh, by the way, I also have urgent

matters to do. Edith, can you take care of Anthony for me?”

Without waiting for Edith’s response, he picked up his coat and

followed Griffon out.

When they reached downstairs, he stopped Harper and said, “I’ve

been drinking, can you drive me back?”

Harper glanced at Taya, who was already sitting in the car and waiting for her, “You should let the

bodyguards drive you. I’ll go back with Taya and wait for Stella’s news together…”

Preston, whose plan had failed, felt a little disappointed, but he didn’t make a fuss at this critical

moment. He called a bodyguard to get in the car with him and closed the window.

As the car passed by, Harper lowered her lashes. Taya sensed it and held her hand, but didn’t say

anything or ask anything.

Being friends also meant giving each other space in their hearts, it’s better not to pry too much.

After everyone left, Edith walked up to Anthony, holding the bag, “Are you okay?”

Anthony didn’t expect her to come. Hope flickered in his eyes, but he was afraid she would feel

uncomfortable, so he didn’t show it, “Just a minor injury, it’s nothing.”

Compared to the few stabs he took for her back then, this was just small injury.

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Edith looked at his bleeding lip and sat down in front of the hospital bed, “Your skills are not as good as

my brother’s, why did you go get into a fight?”

She put down the bag and grabbed a sterilized gauze, handing it to Anthony, “Clean it up, your mouth

is still bleeding.”

Anthony instinctively lowered his gaze and looked at the blood dripping on the sheets. He could guess

that his current

appearance must be bruised and swollen, extremely ugly. Afraid that Edith would see his bad side, he

quickly reached out and took the gauze, wiping his mouth hastily.

Seeing him wiping it messily and smearing it all over, Edith

frowned and took the gauze from his hand, “Forget it, let me do

it.”