My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1195

“What a load of rubbish!” Whitebeard sneered.

Nash slapped Whitebeard in the face.

His mouth and nose were bleeding. Several of his teeth even flew out.

The Borleys trembled slightly.

Nash glanced at Whitebeard and asked casually, “Was I talking to

you?”

Whitebeard gritted his teeth but was helpless. He secretly vowed to kill this little bastard when he joined the Southern Martial Alliance.

Cindel took a deep breath. “Why should we believe you?”

Nash turned to look at the villa. Yellow Crane quickly walked to him

with his hands behind his back.

With an angry look on his face, he stared at one of the men and shouted, “Who are you to Iron Will Borley?”

The middle-aged man trembled all over. His eyes widened as he hesitated, “I… I am his great-grandson!”

Iron Will Borley was his great-grandfather’s nickname. Except for members of the family, it was impossible for outsiders to know.

Yellow Crane said angrily, “Iron Will Borley is my great-grandson. I’m Greg Borley, your ancestor!”

Everyone in the Borleys looked at each other.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, shook his head, and said, “I

This is too

and asked Greg, who had possessed

possess their

head. “They have strong

possess them. The Snow man was infected with

tomb, so I blew out his light spark to

to draw a seal and

a bright light. He then extinguished

above Cindel’s head.

Yellow Crane and took a

on Cindel’s face. “Do you believe I’m Greg

If you still don’t believe me,

every night!”

whispered, “Dad.. C-Could he

ancestor?”

man shook his head. “I don’t

supernatural!”

it, I can’t

angrily, “Cindel, how can you talk

a moment and then said angrily,

such an unpleasant

Nash almost choked.

me,

his finger and wrote a

his left

his left

up the

an instant, the wind and clouds surged. The