My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1223

The Warden of the Southern Territory nodded and forced himself to smile as he asked, “What happened here, Nash?”

Nash beckoned. “Please take a seat, Warden!”

Artoile sat and turned to look at the others as he said, “You should all

sit too!”

Nash and the others took their seats on the couch.

Sicard did not dare share the couch with the Warden. He dragged a chair over and sat slightly behind him, choosing to spectate instead.

Nash turned to the employee standing by the reception counter as he said, “Everyone else can leave. Show us the footage, Enzo!”

Enzo walked over with a laptop in his hands.

His leg had made a complete recovery after Nash conducted spiritual energy healing techniques on it.

From that moment on, his view of Nash had changed drastically.

This boss was no ordinary martial artist. In fact, he was even more powerful than the experts who could scale walls and walk across ceilings without much trouble. He had seen such experts in the

Northern Territory.

Enzo placed the laptop on the coffee table before he inserted a card reader into the USB port. Finally, he pressed the play button to begin playing the recording of what had happened in the lobby earlier.

The look on Artojle’s face turned ugly when he saw Anderson walking

in with his men.

Fire nearly spewed from his eyes as he watched Anderson slap a

woman.

After that, he watched Anderson take a gun out and press it against Enzo’s forehead as he shouted, “Logic? You call this logic?”

This time, it was not just Artoile but also Sicard who nearly began swearing on the spot.

Fucking hell.

invincible just because he was

goodness he had not done anything else.

in solitary confinement for some time

him a

when Sicard finished deciding how he

of a gunshot rang out from

toward

shooting the head of security in

leg.

there was footage of him shooting Shanice in the

footage was still rolling, but Artoile was already so angry his. entire body was shaking.

ragged while his face

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of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The Warden is experiencing a

he hurriedly retrieved his phone

a hand and exuded some spiritual energy that embedded itself into Artoile’s body in the form of vital

needles were not inserted into his body at random.

to Artoile’s face, and he began breathing much easier as his blood pressure lowered.

a look of

looked like Nash’s medical skills had

breaths before he

Anderson. “Take him out and

“Warden…”

“Execute him!”

Sicard to immediately stop himself from trying

plead with Artoile to show Anderson

Sicard sighed.

up and

fell to his knees abruptly. “Warden, I understand

live long, but I hope to die

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chance to