The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 789

Chapter 789

“If Daddy were to take the shot, Strange Uncle would surely end up like the bodyguard and close his

eyes forever after splashing his blood on me.” Grace thought in fear.

“If I take the shot, perhaps it would be empty, and Strange Uncle could still live.”

Thinking so, Grace pointed the gun like a well-trained shooter, and decisively pulled the trigger…

“No!”

Having moved all the way here from the basement, George saw what she was doing and screamed,

“Grace, you can’t kill your birth father!”

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However, Grace had already pulled the trigger…

Fortunately, no bullets were ejected, and it was empty!

Holding the gun, Grace heaved a sigh of relief.

So did George, who was lying on the floor.

However, the man on the seat stared at Grace, ashen-faced.

My daughter has ended up as a tool for Casare’s revenge.” He thought sardonically.

“What a joke!”

“I could have given Grace a better education and a better life, but because of my st upid presumptions,

I’ve ruined her!”

“What’s happening to me now must be karma.”

“However, I deserve this, but Grace!”

“How could he make Grace play such a game?”

Amon struggled to get up from his seat.

However, the pain from the wounds and the restraint by the

chains made him fall back into the chair.

Clenching his fists, he riveted his glare on Casare’s hypocritical face.

“Casare, if you don’t kill me today, I’m going to make sure you suffer a fate worse than death.”

Playing with Grace’s hair, Casare snorted again but continued

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to look at her.

“See? It’s not that I don’t want to show him mercy, but he’s asking for his own death. Also, if I spare

him, he’s going to kill

me.”

“Grace, Daddy is in a difficult situation. Tell me, what should I do?”

Still trying to figure out what George meant just now, Grace slowly recollected herself.

Her grape-sized eyes moved as her gaze alternated between the faces of Amon and Casare, and she

suddenly had no idea what to do.

Holding the gun in one hand and Casare’s shirt in the other, she softly pleaded for Amon.

“Daddy, you promised me just now that you would spare Strange Uncle if I took the shot.”

Casare raised his hand and pinched Grace’s chubby cheek.

“Silly girl, that’s just the first round of the game. There are still second and third rounds that you need to

go through.”