My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 59

He was wearing a bowler hat, and his hands were shoved into his pockets. He looked very grim.

Seemingly sensing Nash’s gaze on him, the man slowly raised his head and took off his sunglasses to look at him.

It was Stellar.

Nash walked over to him quickly and asked with a smile, “Is the Warden here?”

Stellar nodded. “The Warden just arrived today but will be attending Mr. Lee’s birthday banquet tomorrow.”

Nash shrugged. “Then why did you come to see me so early?”

Stellar took out a check for a hundred million dollars. “I already know who you are. This is your reward for protecting the Warden.”

Nash was slightly taken aback. “The Warden has so many experts around him. Is my protection still needed?”

As an overlord, the Warden would, of course, be protected by powerhouses when he went out, so why waste this money on him?

Stellar replied in a deep voice, “We received information that someone from the Blood Fiend Organization will try to assassinate the Warden tomorrow!”

“Blood Fiend Organization?”

expression changed

there was the more terrifying blood leaderboard apart from the assassin leaderboard.

leaderboard that recorded the strength of

ten killers

words, the ones lowest on the blood leaderboard were those who would be part of the top ten in

into the world.

a daze, Stellar took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it to his mouth. He then took out a match to light the cigarette. “Are you scared?” he asked.

Stellar and replied, “That word doesn’t exist in my dictionary.”

“I’ll pick you up at six

that, he turned and walked away toward the Rolls-Royce parked by the side of the

not easy money.”

check into his pocket and walked into the neighborhood slowly.

his apartment, he was about to open the door when he noticed something strange.

fingerprints on the fingerprint lock on the

miss details like this, but Nash was once a top killer. Nothing escaped

and he guessed that Hera was back.

house, Nash lay directly on the bed and glanced behind the

the curtains and complained, “Can’t you pretend you didn’t

chair to the bed, chittering, “Nash, my grandpa has allowed you to