My Substitute CEO Bride

After saying those words, Nash immediately hung up the phone.

Hera pursed her lips and curiously asked, “How did you know he’s a suitor?”

Hunter was the son of the Hill family in Jonford.

The Hills were Baroque’s biggest client.

Ever since Hunter came to the branch company last week to inspect the production line, he had been relentlessly pursuing Hera.

Hera had heard about Hunter being an extreme playboy a long time ago.

He had slept with not just one or two but dozens of women.

Nash chuckled and said, “You’re so beautiful. It’s only natural for you to have several suitors!”

Hearing Nash complimenting her, Hera’s face became even redder.

However, the two of them started to open up and have longer conversations.

After getting to know some basic information about each other, Hera took Nash out to buy some change of clothes.

Once they entered the elevator, Hera did not waste any time.

Her fingers flew across her phone’s keyboard as she sent a message to a three-person WhatsApp group.

Rara: [Dad, Mom, I’m taking Nash out to buy some clothes!]

Harrison: [If this is about PDA, there’s no need to tell us. If it’s about money, talk to your mother!]

Lauren: [I just wired you 50 grand. Go get some good clothes in the city and don’t let others look down on us!]

Harrison: [50 grand???]

Lauren: [Any objections?]

Harrison: [No, no, of course not!]

Hera then received a message about a change in her account balance.

Her original balance was 100 grand, and her current balance was 150 grand.

Hera smiled happily and immediately replied in the group chat: [Thank you, Mommy. Love you!]

Hera was 1.68 meters tall, while Nash was nearly 1.9 meters tall, so he could easily see Hera’s chat content.

It seemed that his future mother-in-law was quite generous toward him.

His lips curled up, and a warm feeling flowed through his heart.

Birds of a feather flocked together, indeed.

Helena’s family was undoubtedly snobbish.

accepted

some

them arrived outside the complex, and Hera hailed a

cost you

company at first glance and demanded a

it,

the company, so she should not be too bothered about the 30 bucks fare. She opened the car door and made an inviting gesture, saying, “Get

“Isn’t there a

and said, “Those are all low-end brands. As my fiance, you

commercial street, saying, “Clothes are for modesty and improving one’s image,

water was quiet. If

chuckled and said, “Are you trying to help me

“Are

was caught off guard

used to settle payments with suppliers, leaving her with only 20 grand

50 grand, she would not have dared to suggest

noticed, my older cousin is snobbish. If she sees you wearing cheap clothes tomorrow, she’ll definitely mock me

those who deserve respect and ignore those who don’t. Why

looked at the distinct joints on his knuckles. Her face turned red, and her heart seemed

defined profile, not daring

the commercial street and headed toward a Haier

a van stopped on the side of the

and a dozen masked men with baseball bats

and said, “You go in first. I have

friend on the phone at the

thought, she walked straight into the

and walked toward the group of masked

turning as sharp as a knife while his presence was like a fierce

group of thugs was not even a tenth as capable as the assassins

they all groaned and fell

the masked men and

masked man was frightened out of his wits and said, “M-Mr.

“Hunter Hill?”

yes, it’s him… He wants to see the corpse of

you were planning to kill me?” Nash narrowed his

I… I

deliver a message to Hunter. If he provokes me again, I’ll emasculate him!” Nash said

I’ll definitely

“Get lost!”

man five meters away, attracting the attention of

walked toward the Haier Men’s store, but suddenly, he turned his head and glanced at a Rolls-Royce parked in the dark on the side of the

one look, he withdrew his gaze and entered the store

group of masked men got into

the back seat of the Rolls-Royce on the side of the road, a burly middle-aged man squinted and

to him, an elderly man with silver hair but a spirited

and asked, “Are

man shook his head and said, “I’m not. Herman Lewis has advanced stomach cancer and probably won’t live for more than half a month. Let’s

to

shop assistants following behind them, also carrying several bags in