My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1222

“Where’s Anderson Jones?”

Artoile clasped his hands behind his back as he spoke in that unfriendly tone.

“H-He’s probably in the toilet,” Sicard answered somewhat sheepishly.

Had Anderson gotten himself into trouble?

Artoilé scoffed. “Did he go use the toilets at the Empire Hotel?”

Given everything, Sicard’s title as a general would go to waste if he had not already figured out what was going on.

Anderson’s previous request to undertake the Empire Hotel had been

rejected.

The only reason he was at the Empire Hotel again was probably because he was there to cause trouble.

Sicard gulped. “W-What’s he doing at the Empire Hotel?”

“This had better have nothing to do with you. If not, I’ll kill you as well!”

Artoile huffed before he strode off, his bodyguard following closely.

Sicard returned to his room, grabbed a jacket, and hurried out as well.

20 minutes later, over a dozen patrol cars led a dozen trucks that each carried soldiers to park on the main road leading to the Empire

Hotel.

The roads were relatively empty today since the Empire Hotel was not

open for business that day.

their car, and they immediately caught sight of the soldiers standing

Sicard was frantic.

should have stuck to his intuition and stopped Anderson from

the Warden knew what was going on, there was no way this would

he had shown him and not rat

you all

voice traveled faster than his

where the source of the sound was, and looks of gloom immediately

bellowed, “Get

soldiers immediately got in line.

walked over, his face devoid

fact he was already past his 50s,

stifling one.

for a

his gaze

terrible and displayed

Dark Mountain Special Training was one of the most horrendous training plans the

they entered Dark Mountain, they would, at

their body-and that was

suddenly

snapped to attention.

“Right turn!

“Begin jogging!”

Sicard’s lips, all 2,000

walked toward

bloke standing at the door, Bertram, made

Nash and the others were

drinking tea.

second-in-command, and several

together silently.

and Sicard glanced at Anderson’s face which was