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

use some connections to

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

you

recognized Hera as an owner of a company at first glance and demanded a fare of 30 dollars without

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

“Isn’t there a clothing store

said, “Those are all low-end brands. As my fiance,

arm and walked toward the commercial street, saying, “Clothes are for modesty and improving one’s image, not for showing off and

since he was a child that shallow water was noisy, and deep water was quiet. If he wanted to

trying to

“Are

was caught off

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

the 50 grand, she would not have dared to suggest taking Nash

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

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

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

his sharply defined profile, not daring

at the commercial street and headed toward a

then, a van stopped on the side

doors opened, and a dozen masked men with baseball bats walked

“You go in

with her best friend on the phone at

walked straight into

around and walked toward the group of masked

aura suddenly changed, his gaze turning as sharp as a knife while his presence was like

thugs was not even a tenth as capable

a single movement, they all groaned and fell

of the masked men and questioned,

of his wits and

“Hunter Hill?”

to see the corpse of the man who’s

kill me?” Nash narrowed his

I wouldn’t

he provokes me again, I’ll emasculate

yes, I’ll definitely

“Get lost!”

meters away, attracting

then turned around and walked toward the Haier Men’s store, but suddenly, he turned his head

gaze and entered the store without

masked men got into the

back seat of the Rolls-Royce on the side of the road, a burly middle-aged man squinted and asked,

silver hair but a spirited demeanor

“Are you sure his medical

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

and Nash returned to the apartment carrying a

them,

always buy

the sofa, staring at the bags

not stopped her, Hera might have