Chapter 23


    Chapter 23


    As I kneeled, Khloeughed with delight, while Preston frowned and the others looked on as if they


    were watching a show.


    Roman showed no emotion, only ambivalence.


    Only Griffon, leaning back against the sofa with one arm stretched across it and his legs spread wide,


    looked down at me with a smug look across his face.


    There was no mistaking who the Alpha in the room was, and Griffon clearly knew it.


    I couldn’t help but think of the hundreds of days and nights we had spent together, but suddenly it all


    felt like it wasn’t worth it.


    I’d thought I could leave with dignity, to escape this ce and these people, but I should have known


    better.


    This was the cru el reality of our different social statuses. I had slept with him for five years, destined to


    be trampled under his feet. Stomped down by his status as an Alpha, wolf, and billionaire.


    However, I had only a few months left to endure. With this thought, I found a sense of calm. I knelt


    down, poured the wine, and handed the ss to Griffon.


    Griffon took the winess, hisrge hand practically engulfing


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    Just as I thought he would take a drink, he raised the ss and slowly poured the red wine over my


    head. As it slid down the tips of my hair, it stained my pale face, thin neck, and long dress.


    Frozen in ce with shock and disbelief, I couldn’t make myself do anything more than look down at


    the wine dripping off of my, blinking slowly in astonishment at Griffon’s behavior.


    “You are so cheap.”


    Griffon’s voice was so cold that it made me shiver. Content is property of N?velDrama.Org.


    Clenching my fists and biting my lower lip, I looked up and met Griffon’s gaze, staring him in the eye.


    Any other time, this would have been seen as a challenge to an Alpha. However, Griffon didn’t care at


    all. He simply picked up his handkerchief and wiped his fingers, as though touching the ss I had


    touched had dirtied him.


    His actions were like a knife stabbing into my heart.


    I wanted to sink into the floor, never to be seen again.


    Even through my shock and mortification, I wanted to ask him why he even cared enough to act this


    way toward me. He was the one who had dumped me, who wanted nothing else to do with me.


    But I didn’t dare voice my thoughts out loud. I hadn’t gotten rid of Roman yet. If I provoked Grifion


    again. I couldn’t afford the oue.


    After tossing the handkerchief aside, Grition got up and left witho