My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1987

Nash turned his head and realized Zaafea was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, where's Zaafea?" Nash asked in confusion.

"Oh, Master said he was hungry and went to get something to eat," Deluca replied.

"Eat? Does that guy even need to eat?"

...

In the grandest luxury viewing box, Sycamore sat quietly.

Opposite him, Zaafea was munching on some fruit.

"Ruin," Sycamore began, breaking the silence. "I don't recall you ever being the type to help others out of the goodness of your heart." Zaafea, who was now full, leisurely lay back on the couch and yawned. He showed no intention of responding to Sycamore's query.

"Hey! Our great emperor is talking to you! Are you deaf?" a burly man grabbed Zaafea, attempting to pull him up.

hell are you? Can't you let me finish my nap first?" Zaafea

was about to punch

his staff on the ground and said

lay back down on the couch. The man hurried to Sycamore's side, apologizing profusely. "You shouldn't

quickly turned to Zaafea, but he

answer your question. I just want to prevent those gods from being

A god of the West wanting to stop the resurrection of his own kind?" Sycamore's

clarify. I'm

Zaafea now,

Ruin. I'm preventing

the gods of the West for my country. Is that a

make a good point. But don't forget our rules. Excessive interference in someone's fate is

d

regulations. But forgive me, I have a bit of a

Without it, we'd be in chaos. I understand your intentions, Ruin, and I know you have grievances against those gods of the West. But we cannot continue interfering Some predetermined outcomes are veering

Eastern God King. I'll

I prefer the previous occupant of your body,"