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.

a short-haired beauty

to be in her 30s. She

maintained her beauty well, her delicate face

was wearing a short skirt and black stockings,

nonsense... How could I ever keep

at her companion, her eyes

short-haired beauty giggled slightly while covering her mouth. "Hehe... We're friends, I certainly wouldn't spread rumors. Come on, tell me who the young lover is? The handsome guy from the R&D department, or the manager you recently promoted in the

"If

short-haired beauty pouted. "Okay, okay,

they arrived

beauty suddenly said, "Ms. Athena, the gas in my dormitory ran out. Can I

hesitated for a

fingerprint, she pushed open the door. Instantly, a wave of cold air

you forget to turn on the air

as she finished asking, she

so who would use

it

handbag and said, "You sit for a while. I'll

not try to be polite

shrine in the center of the living room, with a white porcelain statue of the Goddess of Divinity on

beauty walked to the shrine. Out of respect, she clasped

like gods and ghosts, one might choose not to believe in them, but one still

not to believe, right? Seeking peace of mind