My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

"Fighting?" Rosella's eyebrows knitted slightly followed by her asking with keen interest, "Why are they fighting?"

Elrog and Xandof usually got along like peas in a pod. Not only that, with today being the grand launching ceremony of Gladwell, it seemed quite inappropriate for them to fight at such an event.

The high-ranking official from Northway Real Estate could not help but give a wry smile as he said, "It seems they're fighting over a woman!"

Rosella was somewhat taken aback. "A woman? Who?"

The official shook his head. "I don't know her personally, but I think her name is Eva Sonders or something."

"Let them fight. There's no shame in fighting over a woman!" Rosella simply said as she sipped her wine.

At the same table, Eva's ears turned red. What the heck? Were they talking about those two from Tungsten Group?

Hera turned to Eva with a look of amusement. "Well, Eva, it seems your charm has brought you some unexpected suitors!"

Eva's blush spread to her neck. "Stop teasing. What are you talking about?"

Hera covered her mouth and giggled. "They're fighting over you. Your charm is overwhelming!"

the table. Her emotions were conflicted. Nash had treated her thyroid cancer, but in doing so, had seen

partly because of Nash. Yet, she had not even had the chance to come face-to-face with him.

was already approaching her 30s. Eva would soon be living in the grand Villa No. 9 at Gladwell. Perhaps... it was time for her to let go of the fanciful notions in her heart and find

ended around 9:00 pm, and many moved straight into their newly purchased villas. Apart from

the centrally located Villa No. 1 at the top of the hill. Its panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view

lights of luxurious yachts cruising by and cargo ships

satisfaction. "It truly lives up to its value. The air here is so sweet and fresh,

wrapped his

thin lips, kissing her snow-white neck. His voice was low and magnetic.

wrap her arms around Nash's neck. She then turned her head to press her lips

going to rest in my room!" Hera

fluttered, his grip tightening around Hera's waist. Unfortunately, he had sensed a hint of blood from Melody in the

deeply

After saying that, she quickly broke free from Hera's grip and dashed into a bedroom. She lay on the bed and wrapped herself

idea with Hera

at it until midnight. Hera lay on the wide two-meter bed and fell into a deep sleep. Despite

feeling the occasional flutter of the little life inside her. A slight