My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1119

“Mr. Calcraft, you possess the aura of an emperor. The Kleins and Jacksons can’t stop your rise!” Lana replied while her gaze fixed on

him.

“Oh?” Nash’s eyes narrowed to slits.

The so-called aura of an emperor that Lana mentioned referred to a kind of fate or destiny. It was intangible and elusive. Even with a Third Eye cultivated to its fullest extent, it would remain unseen. Lana was clearly an ordinary person, so why could she see the aura of an

emperor?

Sensing Nash’s confusion, Lana explained, “When I was five years old, I gained some strange memories-including the ability to read auras.”

Nash’s mind was in turmoil.

Aura reading was a divine technique. As for her gaining some unfamiliar memories at the age of five… Was Lana perhaps the

reincarnation of some powerful being?

His master had mentioned reincarnated individuals before. They we practitioners who had mastered the art of reincarnation, perhaps in pursuit of the ultimate Path or to make amends for regrets from their

past lives. In any case, such people were extremely dangerous.

After a moment of silence, Nash said casually, “If you recognize me

as your master, I can consider leaving some members of your family

alive.”

her eyebrows slightly. “I

“That’s impossible!”

“The Kleins and the Jacksons must be wiped out. This

if Lana was a reincarnated deity. Even if gods stood in

behind a billboard across the street. Their heads could be seen as they peeked

see Nash sitting on a stone bench in the park.

him.

doing?” Melody’s

doing something unspeakable?” Sienna

her eyes.

such hobbies,

quietly.

it. It looks quite exciting!” Sienna giggled.

way…” Hera

is a martial artist. He can detect us with his mind! “Melody turned

a tangled mess.

was right. Nash was too outstanding, and there

surrounding him eventually. If she continued to hesitate, she

Nash’s side, Lana sighed softly. “Since you

more to say.” She slowly stood

“Stop.”

up with hope. “Did you change your mi-” she only managed to speak halfway when she saw

Nash had hit something akin to a sponge. It was a defensive force that