My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 168

Sweedy closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Walter sighed. “Things have already come to this stage. You should weigh the pros and cons!”

He got up and started walking out with his hands behind him. As he reached the door, he continued, “Don’t expect to pass on that secret through those nurses. If I find out, they won’t be the only ones who die…’

It was also three years ago when he found out that the Kleins were behind the tragedy.

If this secret got out, the Kleins would simply wipe out the Lanes and the Watsons.

The Kleins, being among the top three in Capiton’s first-class families, would not be affected at all.

In Rex District, Nash walked into the bathroom with his pajamas to take a shower.

Just as he was about to undress, his phone that was placed on the sink started ringing. It was a call from Theo.

Theo would not call him if it was not for an important matter.

Upon answering the call, Theo’s voice immediately came through, “Nashy… My grandfather found some news. The Ten Juggernauts of the Green Bamboo Association were all involved in the massacre of the Young Family Village. The person leading them was Howard, the ninth society leader!”

“Howard Lane?!”

A killing intent flashed in Nash’s deep eyes.

Outside, Hera had already taken her shower and was sitting on the bed chatting with Skadi.

was

this…

sent an emoji showing a grin: [No, no, this is a learning

A learning website?

was it about?

website out of

indescribable content appeared on

clicked on it and videos started playing automatically.

even skipped the

inappropriate sounds filled the room, and Hera hurriedly exited the page and cleared the history.

[Damn woman, are

on! I was just worried

I have to

ordered some beverages for you. Remember to pick them up later. I’m

the headboard, her mind full of the explicit images from earlier.

her blanket, extremely

first time

well with pain, and she would cry

turn-off if she cried?

No! No! No!

she

her head with the blanket, refusing to let her thoughts run wild.

the doorbell

must

imagined countless times sharing a nice beverage