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.

on the coffee table!” Brian replied

up and

faces shrouded in black mist raced

Put on the majestic air you have when you lead

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

legs could not

spells to stop me from saving the

forever?”

his

flame ignited itself

battle emanated from

that most people would not be

result of countless days

faces came to a stop about half a foot away from

terrified of the murderous

formation and made his way toward the

corpse oil into the offering

the corpse oil, the flames became even stronger, and imagery of the tiger once again appeared to

by

refilled the offering bowls with corpse oil whenever any was going to

struck six

be heard from

to look out of the window, where he saw flashes of fire and thunder.

to her office building’s entrance after getting off work

had not brought an umbrella with her and thus had no choice but to hold her briefcase over her