My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

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Atlas smiled, saying nothing. He wondered how they would feel when they knew Melody was Nash’s follower.

Atlas scrolled through his phone and realized that a large number of Fulcrum Group’s top executives had gotten into scandals. Even core executives openly reported the president, Saul Eve’s, dark history.

“It’s no wonder she’s a powerful woman. She’s ruthless and stunning. ‘Atlas lightly sipped his wine.

Fulcrum Group’s share price was previously at 36 bucks and

plummeted to 15 bucks in just one day. It was a devastating blow. He suddenly admired this woman. Perhaps only someone like Nash could match such an outstanding businesswoman.

“Winston, should we sell the shares? If the price keeps dropping, I’ll be left with nothing!” Stefano was on the verge of tears. Despite his flashy appearance, he had invested his entire three million into the

stock market.

“I… I… I don’t know!” Winston was also heartbroken. He scratched his

head in hesitation.

After pondering for a moment, Atlas said, “There’s no need to sell them. Melody will definitely regain control of Fulcrum Group, and the

share price will rebound by then.”

Coming from a top-tier family in Capiton, although he had not

ventured into business, he had been exposed to it since childhood. H understood Melody’s motives and immediately determined the future

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direction of the company’s share price.

Nash caught their conversation. He had never doubted Melody’s business acumen. He would not even bat an eyelid if she were to ask to borrow billions from him.

to you again!” Henry was already drunk

on Emmet’s shoulder while the other held a wine

today. He would welcome

drink with him.

The Freeman Martial Alliance might

later!” Waldo

banquet. The Martial Arts Association was

spread to

two hours, and they

wine and then

less… I can’t drink too

he slumped onto the table,

guy has such poor

alcohol!”

Waldo sighed helplessly.

here!” Nash slowly put down his wine glass and gazed

of people dressed

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were striding aggressively toward

five grandmaster with sparse white hair draped over his shoulders. He exuded a fierce aura as he walked. He wore an arrogant smile on his face, and his

the word ‘villain’ written on

the Freeman Martial Alliance. He

grandmaster.

the courtyard fell silent. The apprentices of

trembled, too afraid to even

“Mr. Freeman…”

greeted the man with a gesture