My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1175

Fulcrum Group was the driver behind Sagen’s economy.

If anything happened to them, it would be a blemish on Zachariah’s

track record in politics.

Saul said excitedly, “Thank you. Thank you, Mr. Dune!”

Zachariah heaved a weary sigh after he hung up the phone.

The secretary chauffeuring him said in a low voice, “Sir, I don’t think you should get involved in this matter!”

Zachariah lit a cigarette and took a long drag before saying, “How can

I sit by and not get involved? The Eve family just sacked 3,000 of their employees today. If I don’t get involved, 10,000 people will be sacked

the next day.

“Are you going to volunteer to relocate those who lost their jobs?”

The dirt on the Eve family involved human lives.

He did not want to help the Eves, but they were one of Sagen’s

largest families and employed over 200,000 employees.

Saul was sacking employees to force the government authorities t

get involved.

“Come on, let’s go meet Melody Stone. This woman is even crueler

than her father!”

Zachariah got out of the car.

Then, his phone began ringing again.

caller ID. It was Matthew,

the South.

answered the phone. “Governer –

General Matthew…”

…

the entrance to the Empire Hotel, Melody

to meet up with Tina.

“Hello, Mr. Calcraft!”

smiled as she held a hand out

no longer held any

her hand briefly.

knitted themselves together briefly when

hand into his.

the touch,

noticed dark spots in the space between Til eyebrows. Her pupils looked cloudy as well.

You’re sick!”

on Tina’s face

thought Nash was insulting

calmly, “You tremble when you sleep at night and have nightmares that make you break out in

lethargy, weakness in your limbs,

widened. “H-How do you

symptom she was experiencing. She had gone for a health check-up, but the doctor had just attributed her symptoms to

told you, he’s got extensive

knowledge!”

provide me with any

was

a feeling that she had never

living.

his gaze

office wear and had on a

her black blazer.

were practically spilling from her shirt.

sensing where Nash’s gaze was directed,

straightened her