My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1058

“He’s called Nash! Nash Calcraft,” Skadi said again, smirking slightly.

Nash’s name was well-known in the martial arts circles. As the

president of the Capiton Martial Arts Association, Milan should have

heard of his name as well.

It was also the reason why Skadi dared to throw hands at the chubby woman while knowing full well she was Milan Rand’s granddaughter.

“Girl, this Nash you know, is he the same Nash who killed The Swordsman?” Milan’s tone softened slightly. Although he had already roughly guessed that the two Nashes were the same person, he still

held on to a strand of hope that they were not.

“Well, he did challenge The Swordsman to a battle on Sigur Cliff, yes,” Skadi replied. She could not help but chuckle.

On the other end of the phone, Milan let out a sigh before saying

again in a heavy tone, “Tell Shani that she’s no longer part of the family.” With that, he hung up the phone.

To ordinary people, martial arts associations were formidable forces

to be reckoned with. Even the families with a net worth of billions of

dollars would show them deference, but only to a certain extent.

The Ten Families of Capiton would not dare to make a peep in front

martial arts association. Similarly, they

of peak powerhouses

The Swordsman. How was Milan supposed

to match that?

Milan had ended the call, she looked down at

your

feared Nash. At this moment, she was as insignificant as an ant. In order

ties with her.

knelt down, bowing her head to

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I won’t

he said, “You sent someone to kill my in-laws. I should kill you.

I’ll spare your life.”

not very bright,

Nash believed she would not dare scheme against

Baroque anymore.

it again! I’ll go back to Capiton immediately and

in Jonford

imagined Harrison’s son-in-law to be such a terrifying figure. She would

at Clarke.

well and bowed his head to the

just shook his head and walked out of the office. Clarke

Nash suddenly stopped in

again. “Where’s the chairman’s office?”

eighth floor!”

left again, his steps brisk.

Nash, thank you!”