My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 112

Stellar was a man who did as he said.

He took his pistol and aimed it at Howard’s head.

Howard shuddered in fear when he saw the black-colored muzzle.

No one had ever dared point a gun at him in the past seventy years he had been alive.

Yet now, he did not have the guts to lose his temper when a gun was pointed at him.

Deep within his heart, he knew without a doubt that not only did Stellar dare point a gun at him, but he was also brazen enough to pull the trigger and kill him.

“Colonel… sir… I… I…”

Howard stuttered, unable to form a complete sentence.

The poor had no power over the rich, and the rich had no power over the government.

Although he held extremely powerful positions in Jonford, they were nothing in comparison to the power the Northern Territory’s colonel had.

For the sake of his life, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

“Get the hell out!” Stellar roared.

hurriedly left the room with his family’s

that was going on, Nash had placed

placed according to the 36 decan stars’ positions.

who had not had any emotion on his face

“Decan Soul-Locking Formation?”

don’t think he’s faking it. The Decan Soul-Locking Formation goes against the laws of nature. Getting a few years shaved off your life constitutes a light punishment, and the worst punishment would be getting cursed

Cillian finished his sentence, he kindly asked, “Young man, are you sure you want to use the

couch, where he retrieved a brush, a bottle of red-colored

Skadi’s face when she noticed how arrogant

Cillian had been the man she

a ninth-division grandmaster, which made him one of the best

him look like he had just

have attracted large numbers of female fans if he decided to share

the secular world.

excellent martial arts skills, but he was nothing more than

did he have to ignore

and began

the priest of the Quiet Winds Church and a ninth- division grandmaster. He possesses outstanding skills and is giving you these reminders from the goodness of his

used his brush to

god. Are you even listening to

“Can it!”

and directed a blast of inner