My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 855

“My doubts were unfounded, I shouldn’t have suspected you.” Duncan kissed Mireille’s delicate face gently. His suspicions the previous night arose because of her untimely appearance. After investigating Tanner Group Pharmacy yesterday through his probes and

subordinates, he confirmed that Mireille had indeed passed by the

estate unintentionally. Moreover, they had consummated their

relationship. She was now his woman, and continuing to doubt her

would only hurt her.

“Mireille, do you… do you love me?” Duncan suddenly asked,

stuttering.

Mireille shook her head and replied, “No.”

Duncan smiled bitterly, his eyes losing their luster. Perhaps… she had acted impulsively under the influence of alcohol?

“Fool, feelings need time to develop!” Mireille chuckled, trying her best to show that she was gradually accepting Duncan.

“Then, let’s take our time to develop them.” Duncan raised his arm, pulling the woman into his embrace.

On the rooftop, Peter, The Swordsman, and Borris gazed toward Royal

Bay.

Peter narrowed

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pill? Even if he does, it will be a piece of

fifth-grade elixir. His talent in alchemy is truly terrifying. If it weren’t for Duncan insisting on killing him, I

martial arts world in Drakonia was flourishing, true alchemy masters were rare, and those who could refine fifth-grade elixirs were even rarer. Nash was a young man in his twenties. For him to be able to produce such an elixir marked him as truly exceptional. If left to

overturn the entire

frowned. “Did you guys hear something?”

perked up their ears and listened.

two

time since I had some fun. Duncan better a few lively maidens to satisfy my desires once I’m

and laughed. “Mature

than those youngins.”

surprise. “Aren’t priests supposed to stay away fro worldly desires? Have you been lusting after women in

world?”

me, even though I wear their robes and practice their arts. I’ve never considered

of course, I don’t need to abide by those rules

and regulations!”

time. Duncan kissed Mireille’s forehead. The

asleep. He whispered, “Rest. I’ll

accompany you tonight.”

that, he grabbed a set of clothes

left the room, carefully