My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 874

They downed their drinks after clinking glasses.

Duncan put his glass down and turned to look at Mireille, who was

sitting beside him, looking like a walking corpse. His heart ached for

her as he asked, “Mireille, do you want to get some rest?”

Mireille said woodenly, “Anything you say!”

Duncan picked Mireille up and took her over to an air mattress set up

nearby.

Then, the head of the Duncan family’s security walked over and said, ”

Mr. Swordsman, a crew of oddly dressed people want to see you!”

Iv as

“Did they state where they’re from?” the Swordsman asked flatly

he gazed at the head of security.

“Black Wind Mountains!” the head of security answered respectfully.

“The Mountain Master and the rest are here!”

The Swordsman grinned and immediately jumped to his feet to

outside with Boris.

After Duncan pulled a blanket over Mireille, Peter said, “Dun, let’s he out and meet the members from Black Wind Mountains as well!”

The power of the Black Wind Mountains was not something to sleep on, and it might even end up being a place where he took refuge in the

future.

Forging a good relationship with the Black Wind Mountains would not

any

down and gave Mireille a quick peck

he straightened up and

the tent flap lowered again, Mireille blinked. A brief hint of

her

gaze at the white-colored package hanging from the tent’s

overlord stood beside it.

Her heart began

if she failed her mission.

might not be

Besides…

if she got her hands on the scepter, she still would not be able to escape from the watch of the over

in Mireille’s eyes slowly turned glazed as she continu staring.

to her feet and slowly made her way out

walked over and asked, “Is t anything you

said woodenly, “Toilet…”

head of security snapped his fingers.

jackets and frosty

faces walked over.

had a dagger strapped to

Ms. Tanner is protected. I’m sure you know what will happen if she

double meaning

to protect her while simultaneously

eye on her.

injured, they

ladies nodded, solemn expressions on their

led Mireille to a single tent they had erected some

served as a toilet.

away

Mireille as she gazed at her two impassive

bodyguards.

the toilet, she peeked through the

was a woman stationed both at the

the tent.

back entrance was blocked as

subordinates. They were

inwardly. Looks like she had to

chance.