My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1101

Theo’s eyes narrowed as he shouted, “Four billion!”

Jay looked at Theo coldly. “Theo, are you sure you want to compete with the Kleins for this pill?”

The Kleins had suffered great losses among their martial artists.

While they had quite a few stage nine great-grandmasters, they were

all stuck at a bottleneck.

The family’s main purpose in participating in this auction was to

purchase resources to help their family’s martial artists cultivate. Jay

was determined to obtain this Gold Essence Pill no matter what.

Theo took a deep breath and replied, “Mr. Klein, you’re aware of my

family’s current state as well. If we don’t stabilize our martial power

soon, we’ll likely be squeezed out of the top ten families.”

Jay snorted coldly. “Then let’s see who has more money!”

With that, he entered a bid of four and a half billion on the biddin

device.

“Someone in Earth Box Two bids four and a half billion!

“Someone in Earth Box Two bids five billion billion!

Earth Box Two bids five and a half billion!”

voice was more and more hoarse with

off a pill for more than five billion.

was a very

and a half billion was already beyond his limit. Hiring a Profound Reality Realm expert from a sect costs only 300 million per year. In the end, Theo gave up on

worthless fool! How dare you compete with

Heaven Box Nine, Nash tapped his legs as he enjoyed the massage function of the couch. He had a

33 billion. If he sold all the pills, he would definitely make a fortune.

was on the couch, slowly woke up. She was wearing a black coat. Upon opening it, she saw a five-centimeter scar on

screen showing it was only 11:00 pm, she

swirled the half-filled glass of red wine in

sidelong glance at

“My condition…”

some rest, you’ll recover completely.” Nash pointed to the coffee table, where

a deep breath and sat up from the

Chang 1101

would not have believed there

in the world if she had not received the treatment

herself.

furtively. She kept sneaking glances at Nash while doing so. Nash’s eyes, however, remained glued to the display screen. She knew he was not pretending.

woman did someone like

brewed a pot of tea for Nash. Meanwhile, Nash used his

high. Protective film was wrapped around

slightly. “She’s the head of a Chamber of Commerce and a master of a sect. She shouldn’t be this poor, right?”

were no bank cards in the storage ring. A yacht plus

was pouring tea, saw the storage ring in Nash’s hand. H expression

nonchalantly, “Yes, she

hair and laughed lightly. “So, you have a good relationship with our president, huh? She looks like she rarely