My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 32

“Grandmaster… The alcohol is too strong…” Brian managed to get his words out amidst the hiccups and burps, but he had to rush to the side after he was done and vomit into a trash bin..

There was a sudden brake sound, and Helena parked a white BMW at the entrance of the estate.

When she saw Nash, a disgusted expression appeared on her face. It was as if she had seen a fly.

However, they were on the Watson family’s estate, so she concluded that Nash would not dare to cause trouble.

Earlier, after getting slapped by Hera, she had planned to slap her back to preserve some of her dignity. However, it was difficult for her to do it in the presence of her grandpa.

Besides, her mother had come up with a better revenge plan.

“What luck is this, bumping into you everywhere!”

Helena glared at Nash with extreme disdain.

The liquor from the restaurant owner’s collection was indeed potent. The two of them had only drunk about half a liter of it. Nonetheless, Brian was vomiting uncontrollably on the side, and Nash’s stomach was in turmoil.

“Sorry, you made me nauseous!”

and gave Helena

he wanted to see her?

to the trash bin

was genuinely disgusted by

to the gate of the estate and said grumpily, “Kai, did you see what

the steering wheel turned white, and his bloodshot eyes

Nash would have been shredded to pieces by

in tight clothes was using a switchblade to trim

anger, he pushed his long hair away from his right eye

and sneered. “He laid his hands on my men, but before I could settle scores

stepped on

car shot forward like lightning, rushing toward Nash at an incredible speed.

kill Nash right in front of their own doorstep, but he

he would not be easily killed by a collision. However, if he could send Nash flying, the man would be severely disabled

a distance of

of madness as he nearly pressed the accelerator to

and narrowed his eyes

by anyone, an imperceptible ripple spread from the leg he kicked

hair revealed disdainful expressions

one’s own body was akin to an egg hitting