My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1832

Winter in Capiton was very cold for ordinary people.

Even Stellar, who stayed in the Northern Territory all year round, wore a black coat and a beige knitted scarf around his neck. His tall and sturdy frame stood firm in the biting cold wind. His hands were tucked into the wide pockets of his coat. His dark eyes were like a sheathed sword, calm but intimidating.

Zeke hurried out, accompanied by the Mares. They were all showing signs of excitement.

"Your visit is an honor, Colonel Orwell. I apologize for not welcoming you properly," Zeke said to Stellar with an apologetic look on his face, feeling extremely nervous.

"No need for such courtesy, sir!" Stellar extended both hands to help Zeke up and added with a smile, "Nash is my friend. There's no need to be so formal with me." "Very well. Please, come inside for a cup of hot coffee!"

Seeing Stellar's approachable demeanor, Zeke felt his nervousness start to ease.

Yvonne hid behind James as she looked at the legendary warrior with sparkling eyes.

The man before her was about six feet tall, with a clean-shaven face and a sturdy build that exuded a sense of security.

His short hair and the faint aura of heroism between his brows made him incredibly handsome.

Was this the colonel of the Northern Territory? The one who commanded hundreds of thousands of troops from the North Army? How handsome!

Stellar noticed Yvonne's gaze and glanced at her briefly.

Yvonne's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, and she quickly hid further behind James.

her! He

that her stunning beauty had

Yvonne's thoughts ran wild.

but she liked older men.

made a polite gesture to indicate they

Zeke quickly said, "Colonel Orwell, please

softly. Without further courtesy, he stepped forward to lead

family members

room, Zeke invited Stellar to sit and then instructed the

to the kitchen, Yvonne hurried

sit and rest. This guest is very

housekeeper, who had worked for the Mares for over ten years, was aware

Anyone whom Zeke personally

entire family had

greeted

a high status.

yelet

up, she couldn't

Vol.ne

don't worry, Petunia. I've studied the art of coffee for three years abroad. When it comes to making coffee, I'm

from Petunia's hands and took out a bottle of spring water from the storage cabinet. "Such

head with a

felt reassured and went