My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1810

Nalarov was 35 this year, but he had been in control of Capiton's underground forces for eight years. With the Petro family's support, no one had been able to challenge his status as the Dragon King of Capiton's underground. Over time, he developed an aura that could siphon the breath out of others.

Faced with Nalarov and his dark expression, the Mare family members present felt as if there was a huge stone pressing down on their chest.

Liam lowered his head, and James did not dare meet Nalarov's gaze either. Yvonne's delicate body trembled slightly, and her small hands clutched the hem of her clothes in bewilderment. Cold sweat seeped from her palms. Only Nash was calm and unruffled.

James snuck a glance at Nash and noticed the murderous intent emanating from his calm eyes. Instantly, he shuddered. Nash was not thinking about killing Nalarov, was he?

"Nash..." James called out, his voice hoarse. He sounded like he was trying to ask Nash to calm down.

However, it was as if Nash heard nothing as he immediately looked at Nalarov and asked, "So what if I was the one?"

Immediately, everyone trembled. James closed his eyes and laughed bitterly. Liam's gaze also slowly dimmed. If he had known things at the Mare family would end up like this, he would have been better off living a quiet life in Jonford.

took out her phone to contact

so shameless now

while to regain his composure before he fixed his fierce eyes on Nash. He laughed, but there was anger in his voice. "Alright, alright. It's been a long time since I got angry. You're the first to provoke me like this to my face in so long!" Ever since he became the Dragon King, his name sent shivers through everyone who heard it. Forget a small family like the Mare family,

in his face. How was he going to maintain

and asked the Profound Oriental Realm experts beside him, "Is

The Profound Qriental Realm

together as they scrutinized Nash. Finally, they shook their heads. "We can't tell. We don't sense any energy from him,

case, he's not a martial artist," Nalarov said, a

Among the Ten Families of Capiton, he was the most gifted in

phone

the phone, Viktoria was sitting beside her bed in her room, looking

hurt at the sight of her, and he asked with a gentle expression, "Viktoria,

red

sister to witness how I take care of this man who wronged her!" the attendant accepted