My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1938

Twenty-seven years ago, the cry of a newborn broke the silence of the Melton household. That was when Clint was born. The head of the Melton family was overjoyed as he held his chubby son in his arms. During his wife's pregnancy, two priests had come to congratulate them.

They claimed that the third son of the Melton family would be a reincarnated immortal. They assured that with proper upbringing, the boy would achieve great things.

Reggie Melton could not contain his joy upon hearing this.

"I always knew I had a divine connection. See, it's true," he said while beaming.

Reggie was a well-known business tycoon with numerous enterprises under his control. His own company, Meltonor Games, had launched several blockbuster games that were played by three out of every five people in the country. Despite his success in business and politics, Reggie harbored a dream of entering the world of cultivators. Human desires, once ignited, were often hard to extinguish.

Unfortunately, Reggie himself lacked the talent for cultivation. He sought help from various esteemed cultivators, only to be turned down each time.

Unfazed, he decided that if he couldn't achieve it, his son would.

immortal, but he was destined to have only two children-a

Just before his 50th birthday,

was ecstatic. He hosted a grand banquet in Sithley, inviting prominent business

made arrangements with the Sky Horde Sect, the leading sect in the

Sky Horde Sect. Within a year, he won the championship at the prestigious Summit of Ten Thousand Dynasties. Then, at seven, he became the strongest

delighted

Declan Melton, had suddenly died the previous week. Even so, there was no sign of grief on Reggie's face, only a mad joy. Though young, Clint remembered many things the white lights and

QUMS

remembered the fun he had with

only things he seemed to

later, at 17, Clint had reached

the next day was his 18th

back to Melton Mansion. The sight of the hundred-story building felt both strange and familiar

toward the mansion, where many were waiting to greet them. He struggled to recall the faces, which seemed familiar