My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Ryan could not help but burst into tears after hearing Gemma's cold and heartless words. He lifted his glass and gulped down a mouthful of wine.

Just then, a group of well-dressed bodyguards suddenly walked toward the restaurant entrance. Maverick spotted Nash sitting by the window at a glance and walked over with a smile. "Nash, it's only been 28 minutes. I hope I'm not too late?" Their table had four chairs.

Ryan was about to get up to make room, but Maverick placed his hand on his shoulder. "We're all friends here. Just sit!"

Then, he said to the bodyguard next to him, "Get me a chair!"

The bodyguard quickly brought over a chair, and Maverick sat down.

The waiter came over with the menu, and Maverick ordered three bottles of Romanée-Conti.

Reyrena's eyes twitched, and she asked Nash in a low voice, "Are all your friends this wealthy?"

Nash chuckled. "They're alright!"

Maverick intended to introduce himself. However, seeing that everyone at the table except Nash was quite ordinary, he was worried about intimidating them. Hence, he smiled and said, "I'm Nash's business partner, John Doe!"

After speaking, he even gave Nash a look as if he was seeking his approval.

What a name!" Reyrena chuckled while covering her

Gemma was

she had seen Maverick somewhere before, but after thinking for a while, she

a name given by my parents. Even if it

outside the window, where several black cars had parked. A large number of people in suits and sunglasses got out of the cars. The door of the restaurant was kicked open by

baseball bats

forefront was none other than the underworld king of Bint City,

black cloth, with red silk tied around

shoulder and said lightly, "Six, who's the guy who hit you?" Sixten pointed to Table 1

shouted, "Except for those at Table 1,

people present were entrepreneurs from Bint City.

of the Furious Blade Sect. Now, Seeing the leader of the Furious Blade Sect, they all turned pate with fear

out in a cold sweat. He sat on the edge of his seat, feeling extremely uneasy "What should we do, what should we do? Right,

out his phone, ready to dial

a deep breath. Staring at Ryan, she said, "The head of

all over and even dropped his phone