Chapter 1009
My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 1009
Nash ended the call feeling frustrated. He scrolled through his phone
for Francisâ number. He hesitated for a moment before deciding not
to call him in the end.
His master had lived for over 800 years and had a sharp eye for
discerning intentions. How could his second disciple, who was also
Nashâs senior, harm him?
Noticing Nashâs poor complexion, Hera grabbed his hand and asked, â Nash, is something wrong?â
Nash clasped Heraâs hand back, smiling. âItâs nothing you need to worry about. Letâs go to bed.â
With that, he carried her bridal style and headed toward the second
floor.
After Nash and Hera finished breakfast the next morning, they drove to the company together. At the company entrance stood a handsome blond man with closed eyes and a bouquet in his hand. The sight of him attracted many curious glances.
This time, he brought two burly bodyguards of foreign ethnicity with
him.
Hera furrowed her brows slightly. âIs he insane?â How disgusting
could this man be to continue harassing her when he already knew
that she had a husband?
Nash got out of the car with a dark expression, took Heraâs hand, and walked toward the company gate.
Leon spotted Hèra and immediately approached her with a smile. The two bodyguards followed closely behind him.
âMs. Lewis, Iâve been waiting for you for two hours.â Leon handed the
roses to Hera.
Nash stared at Leon coldly and asked, âWhatâs your game? Why do you keep harassing my wife?â
Leon smiled faintly. âMr. Calcraft, I just like your wife. Thatâs all.â
Nash burned with rage. With one slap, he sent Leon flying two meters away. Several teeth even fell out of his mouth. Clearly, the last kick had failed to teach him a lesson. Leon had to be properly taught a
lesson this time.
The bodyguards looked at Nash in shock. They did not even see him,
strike out just now.
Nash walked toward Leon and stepped on his face while sneering coldly. âDo you think hiring bodyguards will save you from getting
beaten?â
Leonâs voice escaped his mouth in muffled screams.
A group of white-collar workers stopped to watch the scene.
âIsnât that Mr. Calcraft? Why is he beating someone?â
âHe deserves it. That blond guy knows that Ms. Lewis has a husband, but he keeps harassing her.â
âDamn, thatâs disgusting!â
âYeah, it makes me sick just watching!â
The bodyguards, finally came back to their senses. Clenching their hands into fists, they charged toward Nash. Their employer was being stepped on right in front of them. If they did not act now, they would not get paid this month.
Just as the two men were about a meter away from Nash, he
suddenly turned around and roared, âGet lost!â There was murderous
intent in his icy gaze. The two burly men, each nearly two meters tall, immediately halted their steps.
Their eyes widened as they looked into Nashâs gaze with disbelief. It was cold and emotionless. It was as if he had no qualms about killing them. How was he more terrifying than those gun-wielding killers?
The two bodyguards looked at one another before turning around and The two bodyguards looked
running away. Fear also showed itself in Leonâs eyes now as he
remained under Nashâs foot. This man had chased off the very
bodyguards he had spent so much to hire!
âAnswer my previous question. Whatâs your game here?
âOr should I rephrase? Tell me whoâs instructing you,â Nash said, his
voice chilling.
âI-I donât know. Just let me go. I wonât disturb Ms. Lewis again!â Leon yelled. He was thoroughly panicking now.