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

be in her

age, she maintained her beauty

was wearing a short skirt and

nonsense... How could I ever keep a

her eyes betraying a hint

wouldn't spread rumors. Come on, tell me who the young lover is? The handsome guy from the R&D department, or the manager

was getting slightly annoyed and retorted, "If

pouted. "Okay, okay,

spoke, they arrived at

said, "Ms. Athena, the gas in my

a

door. Instantly, a wave of cold air hit

forget to turn on the

as she finished

was winter now, so who would use the

it so

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

short-haired beauty did not try to be polite and

a shrine in the center of the living room, with a white porcelain statue of the Goddess of Divinity on it. "Ms. Athena, do you believe in

of respect, she clasped her

might choose not to believe in them, but one still

not to believe, right? Seeking peace