My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

The golden lotus floated toward the black lotus mark on Casey's back. Like mycelium, golden fibers spread toward the black lotus. A buzzing sound erupted as the black lotus suddenly released a massive amount of black mist.

A ghostly face appeared, attempting to swallow the golden lotus. However, it instantly dissipated upon making contact with the golden light.

Gradually, the black lotus detached from Casey's back. As the ghostly face marred with black threads fully separated from Casey's back, the golden lotus forcefully collided with it, causing the black lotus to vanish like smoke.

Nash immediately activated his Third Eye to inspect Casey's body and found no more black lines in his soul or flesh. The golden lotus returned to Jaxon's body. The event left Jaxon looking pale, indicating the difficulty that came with manipulating the golden lotus.

"Are you okay?" Nash asked with concern.

Jaxon's lips barely moved as he replied, "It's nothing."

After that, Nash removed the golden needle from Casey's spine and dispelled the rune sealing his mind. Casey regained consciousness and immediately sat up, surveying his surroundings. Realizing he was not in his own villa, his pupils contracted slightly. "Where is this..."

"Casey, we've removed the black lotus mark from your back. Can you talk now?" Nash asked casually.

Lumi mentioned before that the Divine Strategy Squadron had captured a member of the Church of the Netherworld, only for the person to self-immolate into ashes during interrogation. The black lotus mark had likely been the cause.

surging over. "What black lotus mark? I don't know what you're talking about. I advise

think I have no way of finding out even if you don't tell

and the mind. I don't recommend you use it, Master Calcraft," Jaxon said calmly, his emotions

however, noted the underlying threat and intimidation in the

Please let me go!" Casey pleaded with

black lotus mark on your back has been

don't know anything. Even if you kill me, I can't

sighed. Then I

placed a hand on Casey's crown, the veins running through his hand bulging as a dark mist started enveloping Casey's

face twisted in agony as he screamed like a pig getting

made

a method to

through the sky. It was not thunder. Rather, it sounded

flashed outside