My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1811

Her eyes reddened slightly. She thought Nash was being treated a little unfairly since her cousin had told her there was no need to worry about Nash. Nash treated her so well, yet she did not seem to care whether he lived or died. Was she really going to let go of such a great man just like that?

Nash was already outside the villa, leaving only his bold shadow. Yvonne grabbed James' large hand and lowered her eyes as she choked, "Uncle James, Nash is going to die!"

James simply smiled sadly. "There's nothing I can do either."

...

Outside the villa, Nalarov looked at Nash arrogantly and said, "Kid, there's a price to pay for arrogance. I hope you've got what it takes to back that mouth of yours."

His eyes turned cold as he rushed toward Nash, his hands curled into fists.

With the wind beneath his feet and the sound of his fist whistling through the air, true energy surged around him. It created a faint but deep sonic boom. In the blink of an eye, his fist came crashing down.

expression on his face, Nash showed no intention of making a move. Nalarov sneered inwardly, thinking this

punch landed squarely on Nash's nose, and the

Petro family members smiled coldly, the two Mystique

did not look strong at all. They never expected the bones in Nalarov's hand to shatter since they had not felt any

thought the crisp sound just now

to a twisted look of fear. His hand was crushed, and Nash's nose was harder than steel. How was

What are you showing

he kicked his leg out and sent

Nafarov fell to the ground, clutching his

hand crushed and

"Nalarov!"

out in alarm through the video call

dare destroy my core?

expressions turned sinister, and one of them immediately attacked. "Kid,