My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

After saying those words, Nash immediately hung up the phone.

Hera pursed her lips and curiously asked, “How did you know he’s a suitor?”

Hunter was the son of the Hill family in Jonford.

The Hills were Baroque’s biggest client.

Ever since Hunter came to the branch company last week to inspect the production line, he had been relentlessly pursuing Hera.

Hera had heard about Hunter being an extreme playboy a long time ago.

He had slept with not just one or two but dozens of women.

Nash chuckled and said, “You’re so beautiful. It’s only natural for you to have several suitors!”

Hearing Nash complimenting her, Hera’s face became even redder.

However, the two of them started to open up and have longer conversations.

After getting to know some basic information about each other, Hera took Nash out to buy some change of clothes.

Once they entered the elevator, Hera did not waste any time.

Her fingers flew across her phone’s keyboard as she sent a message to a three-person WhatsApp group.

Rara: [Dad, Mom, I’m taking Nash out to buy some clothes!]

Harrison: [If this is about PDA, there’s no need to tell us. If it’s about money, talk to your mother!]

Lauren: [I just wired you 50 grand. Go get some good clothes in the city and don’t let others look down on us!]

Harrison: [50 grand???]

Lauren: [Any objections?]

Harrison: [No, no, of course not!]

Hera then received a message about a change in her account balance.

Her original balance was 100 grand, and her current balance was 150 grand.

Hera smiled happily and immediately replied in the group chat: [Thank you, Mommy. Love you!]

Hera was 1.68 meters tall, while Nash was nearly 1.9 meters tall, so he could easily see Hera’s chat content.

It seemed that his future mother-in-law was quite generous toward him.

His lips curled up, and a warm feeling flowed through his heart.

Birds of a feather flocked together, indeed.

Helena’s family was undoubtedly snobbish.

accepted him, a poor

use some connections to quietly support

two of them arrived outside the complex, and Hera hailed a taxi. “Mister, we’re going to

cost you 30

of a company at first glance and demanded a fare of 30 dollars without

Forget it, 30 bucks

of the company, so she should not be too bothered about the 30 bucks fare. She opened the car door and made an inviting gesture, saying, “Get in, my good

to the nearby commercial street and asked, “Isn’t there a clothing store

are all low-end brands. As my fiance, you should get

“Clothes are for modesty and improving one’s

shallow water was noisy, and deep water was quiet.

you trying to help

“Are you

caught off guard by

account, of which 80 grand was to be used to settle payments with suppliers, leaving

not given her the 50 grand, she would not have dared to suggest taking Nash to high-end stores

my older cousin is snobbish. If she sees you wearing cheap clothes tomorrow, she’ll definitely mock

“Speak respectfully to those who deserve

at the distinct joints on his knuckles. Her face turned red, and her heart seemed to be

at his sharply defined profile, not daring

quickly arrived at the commercial street and headed toward a Haier Men’s

then, a van stopped on the side

a dozen masked men with baseball bats walked

“You go in first. I have to

chatting with her best friend on

she walked straight into

around and walked toward the

a knife while his presence was like

a tenth as capable as the assassins

single movement, they all groaned and

lifted one of the masked

of his wits and said, “M-Mr.

“Hunter Hill?”

the corpse of the man who’s beside

me?” Nash narrowed his eyes and

I… I

back and deliver a message to Hunter. If he provokes me again,

I’ll definitely deliver your

“Get lost!”

threw the masked man five meters away, attracting the attention

the Haier Men’s store, but suddenly, he turned his head and glanced at a Rolls-Royce parked in the dark on

he withdrew his gaze and entered the store without

masked men got into the

the side of the road, a burly middle-aged man squinted and asked,

with silver hair but a spirited demeanor nodded. “He

was astonished and asked, “Are you sure his medical skills

“I’m not. Herman Lewis has advanced stomach cancer and probably won’t live for more

to the

three shop assistants following behind them,

buy

at the bags of clothes scattered

he had not stopped her, Hera