My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 224

Kristian took a fierce swig from the liquor bottle.

Zakariah was rendered speechless by Kristian’s words.

He knew…

Kristian was still resentful about the slap he had received before, especially since he had been driven out of the Zabels in front of everyone.

Kristian was right.

Zakariah was too concerned about saving face.

Martial arts competitions were always about stopping at the right point.

However, for the sake of pride, he did not intervene when the Ihara Martial Arts School broke the rules during the first match.

Due to his pride, even though he knew the Nihon competitors were ruthless, he allowed Skade to compete.

Had he put his pride aside and stopped the competition when the Ihara Martial Arts School broke the rules, Skade would not have participated in the second match and would not have been so gravely injured.

At that moment, Nash and Brian came down from upstairs.

Everyone’s eyes were immediately on them.

Hera stood up and approached them, asking, “Nash… how is Skade doing now?”

a slight smile. “She’s no longer in a life-threatening situation, but she’ll need some

Brian. “Follow the prescription I gave you. Add the herbs to boiling water, let it simmer on high heat for 30 minutes, then add turtle shells and simmer on low heat for another 60 minutes before

medicinal ingredients, nodding

her tears, and softly asked,

why and quickly

phone and

his voice somewhat effeminate as he said, “Bianca

at

woman’s name was displayed as the caller ID but a man was speaking, asked, “Who are you?”

voice grew colder. “Answer my question!”

little guy, you’re quite arrogant. I won’t tell you. Come and

that, there was a

wait for me.”

hung up, took Hera’s car keys, and

so hastily that Zakariah did not even have

you can!”

Downtown Jonford in an 18-story commercial building.

was filled with gym equipment with punching bags hanging from

center was a large

attire, was practicing with a muscular

often, the man’s gaze would drift toward

with the final blow landing squarely on

“Ouch…”

nose with