My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 117

He shoved Stellar with all his might. “Colonel Orwell, wake up…”

However, Stellar did not wake up despite how hard Henderson shoved him. Thus, Henderson began pinching his mouth.

Stellar finally regained consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the sight of a ghost’s hideous face floating above his face.

“F*ck off…”

Stellar threw a punch at it.

However, his fist could not make contact with the black mist.

Stellar’s eyes widened as he sat up on the couch.

When he turned to look around the mansion, he nearly fainted again when he saw the countless ghostly faces floating around the space.

Henderson’s voice trembled, “Colonel Orwell, Nash wants to speak to you!”

Stellar finally turned to look at Nash, and his heart began racing when he saw the thirty-six offering bowls and the warden floating mid-air.

Nash said, “Stellar, add more corpse oil into the offering bowls…”

Several of the offering bowls had already run out of corpse oil.

“Where… where is the corpse oil?” Stellar hurriedly asked.

table!” Brian replied from

got up and grabbed the flask.

shrouded in

These ghostly faces cannot hurt you. Put on the majestic air you have when

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

legs could not

stop me from saving the warden… Do you want

forever?”

jerked his

flame ignited itself within his

intent to battle emanated from his

would not be able to detect also

aura was the result of countless days spent on

about half

to be terrified of the murderous aura.

formation and made his

corpse oil into the

and imagery of the tiger once

stayed by

offering bowls with corpse oil whenever any was going to

soon struck six in

could still be heard from the outside.

window, where he saw

office building’s entrance

thus had no choice but to