My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1882

Hera and Tatiana were feeling a bit stuffed, so they went outside for a walk to help with digestion.

After several rounds of drinks, a tipsy Wilcox and Theo insisted on taking Nash to a bathhouse for a massage.

Stetson frowned slightly and said, "Theo, you've already settled down and have a business to run. Is that the kind of place you should be going to?" Wilcox rolled his eyes at his father. "What's the matter? Are you worried that our little Theo will find out about your secret?"

"Shut up!" Stetson glared fiercely at Wilcox.

Theo immediately perked up. He placed a hand on Wilcox's shoulder and asked curiously, "What's Dad's secret, Wil? Tell me!"

Wilcox's mouth curved into a grin, but just as he was about to speak, Stetson's eyes widened in anger. "If you dare to say anything, I'll break your legs..."

Theo's eyes twinkled as he turned to his father and said, "Dad, it's not often that Nash visits. We should at least entertain him properly, right?"

Stetson replied with a stern face, "Mr. Calcraft has many beautiful women around him. Why would he go to such a place?"

Whether it was Hera, the Cricton family's eldest daughter, or the top celebrity, Sienna, each was a rare beauty.

He did not think Nash would be interested in a bathhouse massage.

Theo turned to Nash and asked, "Nash, do you want to go? Just for a simple massage!"

Having been plied with a lot of alcohol by the three Schmidts, Nash was feeling a bit tipsy. Seeing Theo wink at him, he nodded. "A relaxing massage sounds good." Theo then looked at Stetson and said, "Did you hear that? Nash wants to go too!"

pulled out his wallet. Taking out a black-gold membership card, he handed it over with a red face and said, "Use

go to

work, and my neck

a knowing look and said, "How about we all go

looked hesitant. "That's...

sons to a bathhouse might damage his reputation if word

the bathhouses were legitimate, the young female technicians there

engaged in less-than-professel

conduct.

Stetson eventually succumbed to the persuasion of his

of them discreetly slipped out through the

...

Hera and Tatiana strolled arm in arm

of street food filled the air, tempting them at

rounded belly and said, "Tati, my baby

becoming pregnant, she had been avoiding street food for the

is it you? Tatiana teased. "Junk food is still off-limits. Once the baby is born and you're done

pouted. "That feels like it'll take

Tatiana said with a comforting smile. Just

calling, she said, "My best friend is calling. Let

"Tati, where are you?"

"Remmingville Snack Street!"