My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chatper 487

Chapter 487

When it was time, he would invite his uncle to appear, and he would make this young man kneel down and beg for mercy.

“Why aren’t you saying anything, Mr. Camp? You’re not thinking about hitting me, are you, Mr. Camp?”

“You can’t beat me verbally or physically. Where do you find the courage to be arrogant in front of me?”

Nash laughed brilliantly.

He loved it when people wanted to hit him but did not have the guts to do it.

Clarke stared angrily with his fists clenched tightly., His face turned as red as a gas tank about to explode.

The angrier he got, the happier Nash felt.

He suddenly realized that using his mouth was more fun than using

his fists.

Of course, mouthing off was only possible when backed by absolute

strength.

Without strength, all you would get was a beating anyway.

Clarke sneered in his fury. “Very well… I hope you can still laugh in three days!”

His uncle was currently on a business trip abroad and would not be

back for about half a month.

Originally, he had planned to cause trouble for this brat in half a month, but now, he could not wait any longer.

He decided to call his uncle as soon as he got back.

“I’m ready anytime!”

lips curled into a wicked smile.

away from

His face was

car.

received a call from Yasmin

“Yasmin?”

trouble at the company… Can you come over?” Yasmin

Queenie and Sydney?” Nash

their

I’ll be right

the phone and floored the accelerator, causing

to roar like a

Industrial Zone, there was a change from its usual

tranquility.

were parked at the entrance of the industrial zone.

security, Old Holt, had been beaten black and blue.

men had him pinned

young men blocked the

bunch of punks, if you’ve got the guts,

man like me and ganging up on

words were

had the strength

hooligans would not have been

20 of

party had brought three grandmasters

“Tsk…”

a mouthful of blood

still has some skills…”

dagger from behind,

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