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

and asked Greg,

possess

Crane shook his head. “They have

man was infected

tomb, so I blew out his

slightly. He lifted his hand to draw a seal and used his

light. He then

above Cindel’s head.

Crane and took a step forward to

face.

If you still don’t believe me, I’ll appear in your

every night!”

whispered, “Dad.. C-Could

ancestor?”

man shook his head. “I don’t believe in the

supernatural!”

was furious. “Damn it,

you talk to our father like

stunned for a moment and then said angrily,

to have such

Nash almost choked.

you don’t believe me, then

he bit his finger and wrote a runic incantation on

his left hand.

left

up the

instant, the wind and clouds