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.

Hera’s family truly accepted him, a poor

to use some connections to quietly support the

arrived outside the complex, and Hera hailed a taxi. “Mister,

cost you 30

recognized Hera as an owner of a company at first glance

it, 30 bucks it

was the general manager 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,

commercial street and asked, “Isn’t there

brands. As my fiance, you should get some clothing

for modesty and improving

was noisy, and deep water was quiet. If he wanted to achieve great

chuckled and said, “Are you trying to help me

pouted. “Are

off guard by

grand in her account, of which 80 grand was to be used to

not have dared to suggest taking Nash to high-end stores to buy

pursed her lips and said, “As you might’ve noticed, my older cousin is snobbish. If she sees you wearing cheap clothes tomorrow, she’ll definitely mock me

hand and smiled. “Speak respectfully to those who deserve respect

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

sharply defined profile, not daring to breathe too

quickly arrived at the commercial street and headed toward

a van stopped on the side of the

opened, and a dozen masked men with baseball bats

in first. I have to

best friend on the phone

walked

around and walked

turning as sharp as a knife while his presence was like a fierce dragon emerging from

group of thugs was not even a tenth

single movement, they all groaned and

the masked men

out of his wits and said, “M-Mr.

“Hunter Hill?”

him… He wants to see the corpse of

to kill me?” Nash

I… I

back and deliver a message to Hunter. If he provokes

yes, I’ll definitely

“Get lost!”

man five meters away, attracting the

turned his head and glanced at a Rolls-Royce parked in the dark on the side of the

he withdrew his gaze

got into the van and

the back seat of the Rolls-Royce on the side of the road, a

elderly man with silver hair but a spirited demeanor nodded. “He

astonished and asked, “Are you sure

head and said, “I’m not. Herman Lewis has advanced stomach cancer and probably won’t

Nash returned to the apartment carrying a large pile of

assistants following behind them, also

you always buy clothes so

at the bags of clothes scattered

he had not stopped her, Hera might have emptied the entire