Preston was speechless.
In other words, his sister-in-law only saw his message but didn't see his brothers' messages when they made fun of Griffon for the tacky shirt? This was unfair.
Preston scrolled up and took a screenshot of his brothers' messages and sent it to the group chat, reminding Taya.
He was going to drag a few people down with him, or else he would be too embarra*sed.
After sending the message, Preston waited to watch the fun, but the group chat was silent.
When Preston was wondering why his brothers weren't explaining themselves, Griffon' message popped up.
[F uc king Griffon?]
Preston was too careless to change the note before taking a screenshot.
Preston felt a chill down his spine and freaked out even more.
Griffon sat up from his lounge chair, holding his phone, and sent a voice message. [Preston, I'll teach you a lesson when I come back.]
at Preston, whose nickname was "a beautiful flower on the top of a hill," had left the group chat. Thirty seconds later, the group owner Rebecca, who had been silent, added Preston back to the group chat.
At this time, Preston's nickname had been changed to "Mercy, Lord Griffon!"
Seeing this nickname, Taya smiled and thought that Preston was just too cowardly. She turned her head and looked at the man next to her wearing a pink shirt.
Griffon always wore clothes in black and white. She thought about changing Griffon' style by giving him different clothes, but it didn't seem to work out well. However, Griffon had fair skin, and the pink color gave him a youthful charm. Why would his brothers think it was tacky?
Her gaze shifted from the pink shirt to Griffon's meticulously combed hair. She wondered if it was because his hairstyle was too formal.
At this thought, Taya picked up a fashion magazine next to her and leaned in close to Griffon, pointing to the hairstyle of a male celebrity in the magazine.
"Honey, how about you try a hairstyle like this?"
Griffon, who was typing with a cold face, trembled at the sight of the silver-gray hair of the male celebrity in the magazine.
He wondered if he could refuse.
"Honey, what's wrong? Don't you like it?"
Griffon raised his head with resistance in his pearl-like eyes, but his handsome face did not show any dissatisfaction.
"Sure, I like it."
"Then let's go do your hair now.'
Griffon felt a sudden panic in his chest, and he quickly came up with an excuse.
"Honey, we're going to the casino later. This hairstyle won't bring us any luck."
Several young people from the aristocratic circle were also on vacation in Las Vegas. They saw Griffon's post on social media
and asked him to take his she-wolf to the casino.
Griffon didn't like gambling or going to entertainment venues, but his she-wolf had bought him new clothes and he wanted to show them off, so he agreed.
But the thought of going to the casino with such a hairstyle made Griffon's toes curl.
Taya noticed that he didn't want to do this hairstyle and said "All right" before putting down the magazine, not forcing him.
But Griffon thought his she-wolf was unhappy, and he quickly picked up his phone and called a few stylists to come to the hotel.
A few hours later, a tall and handsome man appeared before Taya under the starry sky.
His thick silver-gray hair was arranged in a messy yet stylish way, complementing his smooth and fair skin.
If it weren't for his dark and cold eyes, he would look like an angel. He was just incredibly handsome.
Taya sat on a single sofa, staring at him in a daze. The man leaned down slightly, propping himself up on both sides of the sofa, and gazed into her eyes.
"Honey, this outfit is also bought by you. Do you like this match?" In front of the full-length mirror, the man wore a white silk shirt, paired with knight pants on his lower body, and black military boots.
The black waistband around his waist highlighted his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and this combination alone was enough to make someone fall for him.
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The silver-gray hair reflected in the mirror made him even mo charming, a thousand times more handsome than the male celebrity in the magazine.
"I… I like it!"
Taya couldn't find any words to describe Griffon at this moment. She just felt that this man was bewitching her.
Seeing her staring at him foolishly, Griffon smiled and leaned close to her ear with a faint smile. "I'll get my black hair back tomorrow."
Taya was a little disappointed at his words and said, "You look so good like this. Don't change your hairstyle so soon."
It was great that he had other hairstyles and clothes on honeymoon since he didn't have to be the president.
He was on his honeymoon now and didn't have to be the Alpha.
It would be nice to relax with a different hairstyle and different clothes.
"I can also keep this hairstyle. But I have a condition."
"What's it?"
Griffon reached out and held her waist, bringing her closer to his body, and bit her car.
"Twice a night."
Taya was speechless.
This man looked so handsome, but his mind was filled with dirty stuff. Taya thought, "Man, he's hopeless."
"So, do we have a deal?"
Taya glanced at his hair and was a little infatuated with him, so she gritted her teeth and agreed.
"If you can win ten million at the casino, I'll agree."
Griffon smiled.
Ten million couldn't even be a chip of his.
His wife obviously didn't know how they would gamble.
Then he would take her to broaden her h ori zon.