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!”

his chest and gave

wanted to

as well. He ran to the trash bin and spewed

if he was genuinely

walked straight to the gate of the estate and said grumpily, “Kai,

steering wheel turned white, and his

could kill, Nash would have been shredded to pieces by

in tight clothes was using

away from his right eye and smirked,

“He laid his hands on my men, but

on the accelerator.

like lightning, rushing

father at home, he did not dare to kill Nash right in front of their own doorstep, but he could

least the ninth division of inner energy, so he would not be easily killed by a collision. However, if he could send Nash flying, the man would be severely disabled even if he did

blink of an eye, a distance of over

carried a sense of madness as he nearly pressed the

was happening and narrowed his eyes as he

imperceptible ripple spread from the

colored hair revealed disdainful expressions on their

impact of a sports car with one’s own body was akin