My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 486

She saw with her own eyes that Nash had even dared to hit Kai

Watson.

Clarke might be the vice president of Innovate Collective, but

compared to Kai, he was nothing significant.

Nash said with a smile, “The more you pay attention to such trash,

the more spirited they become… He suffered a loss today and could

only find satisfaction in his words.”

Hera pouted. “But the insults he hurled at you were really nasty!”

Nash laughed off the comment. “I didn’t actually get hurt from his

insults, did I? I even managed to hurt his face. He’s the one who lost.”

Hera thought of what Nash had said to ridicule Clarke just now and

grinned. “You’re pretty good with your words, aren’t you? It’s my first-

time seeing you like that. He was quite upset just now!”

Nash chuckled meaningfully. “My mouth’s much more capable of

something other than talking. Do you want to try it out tonight?”

“Why not now?”

Hera looked at Nash’s slender lips and pressed her own against them

directly.

The group of security guards watched on, dumbstruck by this.

flies. “Go on, go… Get back to what you were doing…”

turned her head away

passionate couples, and even more so those who

would say goodbye to her

had not even had her first kiss

embraced Hera, and they kissed obliviously as their bodies were pressed tightly together. Things grew

that she pushed Nash away. Her face was flushed as she scolded with

What are

an embarrassed smile. “Isn’t this a normal

a man?”

her face and ears red, Hera lowered her head.

a job at Universal Group? Hurry

after hearing Hera’s reminder. “How could I have forgotten that? I’m

He could not just go

his word.

overseeing the overall matters at Universal Group.

to the elevator, wiped the lipstick

mouth, and handed him her

fierce kiss

into the

covered their mouths and

at Nash somewhat

had already closed the elevator door

the parking lot, he found

the driver’s seat.

as he started the engine, three familiar figures

car.

on the window.

frowning. “What

up the Maserati and asked his companion, “Is this Hera Lewis’

Mr. Camp,” the person beside him responded with a

your position as the guard dog by being a kept

face showed slight embarrassment. “You could

huh?”