My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Eric smirked in a somewhat lewd manner.

However, Nash asked with a scowl, "Jasper, have you been out seeking a woman's companionship lately?" Jasper shook his head. "No!"

Eric gave Nash a disdainful look. "Are you dumb? If he's just seeing prostitutes, would his soul be taken?"

Nash thought for a moment, realizing the logic behind Eric's words.

Then, Eric narrowed his eyes and suggested, "Do you think someone used his soul to create a substitute and then plotted against him?"

Nash's expression turned odd. "That's a possibility. Let me try the Soul Tracking Technique first."

Eric locked the door and placed a soundproofing talisman on it.

Nash bit his finger, drew a runic incantation on his palm, and intoned solemnly, "The infinite heaven and earth, I borrow from the universe the power of light and dark, chasing souls within thousands of miles..."

A hum resonated as golden light emanated from the runic incantation in his palm. Nash plucked some hair from Jasper and placed the strands on his glowing palm.

The hair instantly turned into wisps of blue smoke and floated out the window.

Baroque's dormitory for senior employees was filled with suites that were luxuriously decorated, and only managerial-level employees or higher were eligible to live here.

"Ms. Athena, your complexion is looking better and better lately. Have you found yourself a young lover outside?"

Two women in professional attire walked shoulder to shoulder in the corridor.

short-haired beauty in her

be in her 30s. She still

maintained her beauty well, her delicate face

short skirt and black stockings, exuding

I ever

glared at her companion, her eyes betraying

her mouth. "Hehe... We're friends, I certainly wouldn't spread rumors. Come on, tell me who the young lover

retorted, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll

okay, I won't say

they spoke, they arrived

Athena, the gas in my dormitory

a

fingerprint, she pushed open the door. Instantly, a

you forget to turn

as she finished

was winter now, so who would use the

why was it so

put down her handbag and said, "You sit for a

polite and sat on the couch while

with a white porcelain statue of the

beauty walked to the shrine. Out of respect,

ghosts, one might choose not to believe

to believe, right? Seeking peace of mind