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Chapter 874
Having just concluded a battle and desiring
to continue, the man’s countenance darkened
abruptly upon hearing the incessant and vexatious voice.
“Looking for death!”
He lifted Taya’s chin and kissed her lips, which were swollen from his kisses. “Wait for me, I’ll go deal
with him first!”
Taya was too tired to speak so she just waved her hand, letting him go and argue with the person
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtoutside for a while so she could catch her breath.
After Griffon covered her with a blanket and
changed into a suit from the closet, he grabbed a gun and went to open the door.
Outside the door, a man in a handmade suit was holding a transparent umbrella and standing on.
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the steps. When he saw Griffon come out with a gun, his face turned even darker.
“Greyson, you made me wait for over two hours
and you still have the nerve to come out with a gun to see me?”
Griffon saw that it was Holden and slowly lowered his hand holding the gun, his handsome face
showing a hint of caution.
“How did you know I was here?”
He had just arrived at the bridal chamber when S’s people came to the door. Was Master Davies
monitoring him in real time?
“It has nothing to do with my foster father. I saw you coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau and followed
you here.”
Holden seemed to know what Griffon was thinking
and put away his umbrella, walking up the steps to
him.
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He wasn’t as good-looking as Griffon, but he had a towering figure and deeper facial features, giving off
a feeling of Greek sculpture.
His eyes were inscrutable as he looked at the rows
of castles, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
“Greyson, won’t you invite me in for a sit?”
Griffon tightened his grip on the gun and gave him a cold glance.
“You better have a reason for coming here.”
The implication was that it was best to have a reason for coming to his door, otherwise, he could solve
him with a single bullet…
Holden’s just-softened expression turned cold again. If he didn’t have a reason, would he have
come to find him?!