My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

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Nash looked up at Rooney and asked, “What’s Nathan’s annual salary?

“1.2 million plus a bonus of 2% of the total revenue!” Rooney replied

immediately.

Nash handed the financial report to Shanice. “From now on, you’ll be the general manager of the Xanthalos Empire Hotel. Your annual salary will be two million, plus a bonus of 5% of the total revenue.”

“What?” Shanice was stunned, her brain going blank.

Nash frowned slightly. “Do you not want it?”

“I… I do…” Shanice hurriedly nodded and then took the financial report. As if realizing something, her face suddenly turd red. She blurted out, “Mr. Calcraft… I… I have a boyfriend!”

She did not understand why Nash wanted her to be the g manager. Her annual salary of around 200,000 would incre tenfold, plus there was also the 5% bonus. The only possi could think of was that he had other intentions toward her.

She already had a boyfriend, though. They had not even been inti with one another. She would not compromise her principles for money. She needed to make it clear to Nash.

Nash had just picked up his teacup to take a sip when he heard wha Shanice said. His mouth twitched slightly. “You don’t think I’m

in you, do you?”

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Shanice stared at Nash but did not dare

faintly. “I do admire you, but what I’m interested in is your work attitude!”

Empire Hotel is massive, but to Mr. Calcraft, it’s just a small toy. Do you think he could’ve so easily taken over a hotel from Empire Capital otherwise?”

like digging herself a hole to hide in. It seemed she had misunderstood Nash and was now feeling like a fool. He

terms of looks or talent, Melody was a thousand times better than her. She was just being overly sensitive

worried.

“If the Warden of t Territory contacts you, just tell him to contact me directly!

Nash deeply,

him.

was over. Nash began discu matters related to the

thern

the Empire Hotel. The area around the hotel was filled with patrol cars with nearly a hundred officers patrolling

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sides of the corridor of the ninth floor of the hotel were lined with soldiers armed with real guns.

man in camouflage pressed the doorbell to Room

door isn’t locked!” A deep voice came from inside the room. Only then did the young man push the door open