My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 311

The signal to the surveillance footage was interrupted.

After Melody disconnected the surveillance system’s cables in Sweedy’s hospital ward, she stated the purpose of their arrival, “We’re here to take what Shanty gave you!”

Abruptly, a tremble ran through Sweedy. Her gaze that was fixed on them was filled with fear and anxiety as she asked, “J-Just who are you guys?”

“I’m from the Young Family Village,” Nash revealed, as only by claiming to be from the Young Family Village could they get Sweedy to hand over the fragment.

“Y-Young Family… Village? What is that place?” Sweedy was puzzled at first. However, she then exclaimed in surprise, “How do you know my sister’s name?”

“My grandmother is also from Young Family Village. I heard about Shanty from her,” Melody said with a blank expression as she crossed her arms.

After a long silence, Sweedy glared at Nash and asked, “Whose child are you? Is your family close to my sister?”

“He’s the direct descendant of Christopher Young. Sweedy is just someone who married into the branch family,” Melody answered on Nash’s behalf.

Nash in disbelief.

need that last piece of the map,” Melody said coldly in a formidable

sister sewed the last piece into the ‘Map of Splendid

brother?” Nash asked quickly.

Sylvan Joe,” Sweedy answered

about the

truth she was privy to. “The Lanes and the

gaze was dodgy. She had considered exposing Walter as well, but given they were husband and wife, she decided to

however, had already guessed that Walter had something to do with Sweedy being inflicted with the Longhorn. “Your husband,

that Walter had made Sweedy a vegetable in order to hide certain secrets. Sweedy had been in the ward ever since she

Walter had no choice but to agree to his request since he was a member

beg you. Spare my husband’s life on the account that my sister is

glanced at Nash from the corner of her eye, curious about how the man would handle

bear no wrong.

happened back then and was forced to lend his manpower to Howard. I don’t blame him,” Nash sighed and