My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1866

At the Klein family's castle, the heads of the second-tier families attending the banquet saw the news. Their expressions changed. "Has Bruce Yarrow gotten tired of living?"

"He's usually very low-key. Where did he suddenly get the balls to do this today?"

"He probably drank too much wine. He was bragging to me about this high-end wine he snatched in a live broadcast recently."

Their discussions reached Alexander's ears. He frowned and looked at Timothy. "Go out and see what they're talking about."

Bewildered, Timothy went toward the door. Just as he reached it, he received a call from Marvin.

"Dad, Theo Skye bought the Yarrow family's funeral company and is sending over a hundred hearses our way. Nash and Benedict are also coming."

Marvin's tone was filled with anger. It was the patriarch's birthday, yet they were bringing hearses. It was obvious they were coming to disrupt the banquet.

Timothy's expression darkened as he gritted his teeth and replied, "Send people to stop them immediately."

He did not expect Nash to play such a childish trick. Although the Kleins were not afraid of him, today was still the patriarch's birthday. Sending hearses and coffins to the birthday banquet was incredibly disgusting. "Besides the patriarch, no one in the Klein family can stop Nash," Marvin said hoarsely.

crushed his phone and turned

"Grandpa-"

know," Alexander interrupted him, snorting coldly. "No need

"Hmm?"

swept over,

hearses were parked outside

ten Mystique Loyalty Realm experts, were blocking the entrance. They

the leading sedan. When he saw all the hostile expressions aimed at him, he said indifferently, "I

which carried his voice to every corner

inside the castle stood

and he appeared at the entrance of the hall. With his hands behind his back, he stared at Nash with a cold,

vast pressure exerted by his Profound Oriental Realm cultivation made it hard for

the Profound Oriental Realm, felt a tightness in his chest under the

yet broken through to the Profound Oriental Realm, he had fought and won against experts at the same level before. Thus, Alexander's pressure

for Nash, he was calm

He was

usual, feeling