My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1838

Timothy steadied himself and took out an invitation from his pocket. He said in a cold voice, "Three days from now is the family patriarch's birthday. I hope you have the courage to attend his birthday celebration!" With that, he handed the invitation to Julus, who used his true energy to send it flying toward Nash like a bullet.

Nash caught the invitation effortlessly with a slight smile playing on his lips. "Even without this invitation, I would've attended Alexander's birthday banquet!"

Timothy did not linger. Having witnessed Nash's power, he feared that Nash would turn him into a mist of blood with a mere wave of his hand.

After the Kleins left, Leonard and the others sighed in relief.

"Nash, are you really going to the birthday celebration?" Yvonne asked worriedly.

"My main purpose for coming to Capiton is to annihilate the Kleins," Nash said. His gaze was icy and his tone was cold.

"Do you want me to bring in two trump cards?" Stellar asked seriously. "The General has hated the Kleins for over 20 years. I believe he'll strongly support you!"

Nash shook his head and smiled. "The Kleins have four Profound Oriental Realm experts. Two trump cards wouldn't be able to suppress them."

Stellar then asked, "Are you planning to take on the Kleins alone?"

Nash took a sip of peach wine and said arrogantly, "The Kleins are insignificant. They're not worth worrying about!"

considered a

earlier display of power, he thought to himself, 'Has this kid become so powerful that even

stay in a luxuriously decorated villa,

Empire Hotel. Instead, he and Stellar enjoyed themselves in

scars on his body, with black, fungus-like lines

across Nash's eyes, and he saw how the black

a hot spring!" He closed his eyes with a contented expression and then asked, "Did your father tell you?"

way

lotus mark has deepened. I can only try," Nash

time Nash saw Stellar in the video, the lotus mark had not

alert the person controlling the mark, leading

indicated that the Church of the Netherworld was preparing

drag, and exhaled a cloud of

had made up his mind that if the lotus mark could not be removed, he would

a sense of determination from Stellar's silence. It was a determination

...

rooftop of a villa

with binoculars while wearing fuzzy pink pajamas. She was