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.

Reggie that his next child would be a reincarnated immortal, but

Reggie persisted. Just before

was ecstatic. He hosted a grand banquet in Sithley, inviting prominent business figures, politicians, and esteemed

Clint was a month old, Reggie had already made arrangements with the Sky Horde Sect, the leading sect in the South Territory, to train Clint once he was old

won the championship at the prestigious

delighted

of grief on Reggie's face, only a mad joy. Though young, Clint remembered many things the white lights and laughter in the hospital when he was born, Declan's gentle playfulness, Nora's flowing hair,

QUMS

remembered the fun he had with Landrich and Oswald in the

the only things

Clint had reached the peak of the Profound

because the next day

flew back to Melton Mansion. The sight of

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