The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson Chapter 766

Chapter 766
“Amon, long time no see.”
With a bundle of chrysanthemum in hand, Casare led a group of bodyguards as they slowly walked towards Amon on the
steps.
Amon, standing in front of the grave, did not even turn around, he just put the photo in his hand into a pocket close to
his heart.
Casare had been dealing with Amon for years, and he knew Amon despised him, so he did not care if Amon paid any
attention to him.
He walked straight up to Amon, placed the chrysanthemums. in his hands on the front of the headstone, and looked up at the picture on the headstone.
“Ms. Palmer?”
No wonder he had been unable to find Rosalie’s grave all
these years. As it turned out, it was Ms. Palmer, not Rosalie,
who was “dead”.
Amon had really done everything to monopolize Rosalie. But
so what, Rosalie had still betrayed him.
Casare curled the corner of his lips and said faintly, “Amon,
eight months are up. You should give Grace back to me.”
Amon who was silent lowered his eyes and glanced coldly at Casare, “What are her last words?”
Casare straightened up and stood side by side with Amon in front of the headstone, staring at the square on the ground and speaking calmly.
“She’s dead, do her last words still matter?”
Amon slipped his hands into the pockets of his trousers,
straightened his back arrogantly and replied casually:
“It didn’t matter…”
Cassie couldn’t help but raise the hand covered by a leather
glove and pat Amon’s shoulder when he saw Amon speaking tongue-in-cheek again..
“Amon, you’re really failing at life, and the problem lies in your
mouth.”
Casare’s superior and omniscient demeanor was the very
thing that irritated and disgusted Amon the most.
He pushed Casare’s hand away and said coldly, “My name is not worthy to come out of your mouth!”
In contrast to Amon’s blatantly obnoxiousness, the adeptly disguised Casare appeared extremely calm.
He did not care about Amon’s attitude at all, instead he showed a gentle smile.
“Rosalie’s last words are a rather long video, recorded especially for you.”
When Casare said this, the smile on the corner of his lips gradually changed from calm to treacherous.
“Do you know what she said?”
The expression on Amon’s face was as dark as the cloudy night.
“You can give it to me if you want, and if you don’t want to, just leave. Don’t pretend to be mysterious in front of me.””
Beneath Casare’s gentle exterior, the flesh of his body
contained no blood. There was no one in this world more cold
and indifferent than Casare.
No one in either Rosalie or the Aronland royal pack knew of
the trickery behind Casare’s mask, only Amon had witnessed
it.
They had faced off so many times, they both knew what
kind of person the other was, so why did Casare continue to pretend in front of him?
Isn’t he tired?
“I’ll give you her video, of course, but before I do, I have a question for you.”
Impatiently, Amon glanced at Casare coldly, “What’s your question?”
Casare reached out and touched Rosalie’s tombstone, then
he asked unhurriedly, “Ms. Palmer said that Grace has been. with you for eight months and become attached to you, so she doesn’t want to part with you. How about you?”
A sudden look of suspicion appeared in Amon’s somber eyes, “Why do you ask that?”
Casare tapped his fingertips on the headstone as he said
faintly, “Oh, I just want to know, would you have taken Grace as your own daughter?”
Amon snorted coldly, “Rosalie and your daughter, why should I think of her as my own?”
When Casare heard this, his fingers, tapping gently on the headstone, paused abruptly.
He did not say anything, just raised his hand and waved to the bodyguards behind him, “Bring them up…”
Amon’s face suddenly turned grim when he saw someone taking George and Grace up the hill.
“Casare, what are you doing?!”