My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 112

Stellar was a man who did as he said.

He took his pistol and aimed it at Howard’s head.

Howard shuddered in fear when he saw the black-colored muzzle.

No one had ever dared point a gun at him in the past seventy years he had been alive.

Yet now, he did not have the guts to lose his temper when a gun was pointed at him.

Deep within his heart, he knew without a doubt that not only did Stellar dare point a gun at him, but he was also brazen enough to pull the trigger and kill him.

“Colonel… sir… I… I…”

Howard stuttered, unable to form a complete sentence.

The poor had no power over the rich, and the rich had no power over the government.

Although he held extremely powerful positions in Jonford, they were nothing in comparison to the power the Northern Territory’s colonel had.

For the sake of his life, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

“Get the hell out!” Stellar roared.

room with his family’s

Nash had placed thirty-six offering bowls around

offering bowls are placed according to the 36 decan stars’ positions. It looks like a magic

had any emotion on his face before this, gasped, “It’s the Decan Soul-Locking

“Decan Soul-Locking

against the laws of nature. Getting a few years shaved off your life constitutes a light punishment,

are you sure you want to

where he retrieved a brush, a bottle of red-colored ink, and a stack of parchment paper from the tote bag lying

expression appeared on Skadi’s face when she noticed how arrogant Nash was acting.

Cillian had been the man

was a ninth-division grandmaster, which made him one of the

he had gorgeous features that made him look like he had just

he would have attracted large numbers of female fans if he decided to share his knowledge with those

the secular world.

excellent martial arts skills, but he was nothing more than a stage three grandmaster to Skadi.

right did he have to ignore Father

and

Nash’s disrespect and berated him, “Young man, he’s the priest of the Quiet Winds Church and a

the exasperated Lloyd and used his brush to sketch an outline on the

Are you

“Can it!”

his gaze and directed a blast of inner energy toward

several steps backward,