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.

coffee table!” Brian replied from his hiding

immediately got up and grabbed the

in black mist raced toward

you. Put on

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

legs could not

continued, “Someone’s secretly casting spells to stop me from saving the warden… Do you want his soul to be lost

forever?”

his

ignited itself within his

battle emanated

be able to detect also emanated

result of countless days

faces came to a stop about half a foot

seemed to be terrified of the murderous

the formation and made his way toward the offering

more corpse oil into the offering bowls that

the flames became even stronger, and imagery of the tiger once again

by Nash’s side.

oil whenever any was going to run

clock soon struck six in the

be heard from the

of the window, where

to her office building’s entrance after

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