My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

The waiter was an ordinary-looking man. He was slightly stocky but had an honest appearance.

The man whose shirt was stained with juice stood up, grabbed the waiter's collar, and shouted angrily, "You useless piece of crap! Do you know how much this shirt costs?"

The waiter stammered miserably, "Sir, it was an accident. How about I take it to the best dry cleaners in Bint City..."

The patrons here were either rich or powerful. It was not uncommon for a single garment to cost over a million. Spending a bit of money to get it cleaned at the best dry cleaners was better than compensating for the whole outfit. "Clean, my ass! Get on your knees and apologize!" The man roared before slapping the waiter across the face. The slap, however, never landed on the waiter's face. Instead, it struck Nash's hand.

The scion paused before shooting a glare at Nash. "You want to meddle in this, huh?"

Nash responded with a backhand slap, sending the scion flying. He had initially intended to reason with the man, but some people just needed to be dealt with aggressively. The entire restaurant was stunned into silence.

"What the hell? How dare he hit someone? And in the Empire Hotel, no less?"

A woman wearing heavy make-up adorned with gold and silver stood up. She began to spew profanities, "You blind dog! Do you know who you just hit?"

Nash slapped the woman and sent her flying too.

sitting next to the

"You-"

not give him a chance to speak and slapped him

two remaining people shrank back, staring at the floor in fear. They had seen tough people but

feet. He clutched his swollen face and pulled out his phone to call his bodyguards. "I've

waiter was still in a state of shock. It was not until the scion started calling for backup that he snapped out

Nash's face, and his pupils constricted in surprise. He was unable

see, Pup!" Nash

it's

Nash gave the man a

called Peach Village at the foot of Tili Mountain, and Nash often played there when he was five to 15 years old. Ryan, affectionately known as Pup, was Nash's closest friend since they

village head's prized black rooster, which he had raised for two and a half years. They even had competitions to see who could run the farthest. When Ryan graduated

Ryan grinned and said, "My dream is to get into

replied, "My dream is to become as strong as my master and maintain world peace!" The

a very