My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 613

Several buildings past the back door of the main hall led to a resting area. At this moment, in the room where the bishop was located, more than 20 bodyguards clad in black were standing with their hands behind their backs.

In front of them stood a white-haired old man with a dragon-headed cane in his hand. Beside the old man was a middle-aged person dressed in a suit, who happened to be the person in charge of the

Mount Warner scenic area.

The venerable bishop, in his 70s, was wearing a robe. He had a string. of prayer beads in his hand as he sat on a mahogany-made high- backed chair.

“Bishop, this is Mr. Dominic Carter, the chairman of the Green Bamboo Association. He has come to pick up Lindon,” said the person in charge respectfully.

Mount Warner had become a scenic area all thanks to the bishop’s efforts. Purple Church was now able to earn money from offerings well as make a substantial profit from ticket sales on the project. side. It was truly mutually beneficial cooperation.

“He caused trouble outside a few days ago. According to the church’s rules, he must be punished with 80 strokes before he can leave,” the bishop said slowly, his voice old and hoarse.

the person in charge’s face. “While rules may be rigid, people ought to be flexible. Lindon hails from a distinguished background. How

bishop, a priest coldly spoke up, “Rules are rules. Äre rules even rules if they can be changed arbitrarily?”

priest of the church, possessing the power

been transformed into a tourist attraction, causing significant damage to the ecological environment. Moreover, the annual dividends were unevenly distributed, and

help, even asking the bishop to disregard the rules of the church. Such a request was a show of a lack of respect for the

the right to interrupt?” The person in charge of the scenic area’s face was as dark

willing to speak to the bishop with courtesy. However, Mortimer’s

increasingly unfriendly tone of the person in charge, his temper instantly flared. “Is my mouth not on my face? Why can’t I

you could talk, huh?” The person in charge rolled up his sleeves, looking like

with ant ordinary person like him would be as easy as

reason. why the Green Bamboo Association has come this far is because we adhere to the rules. Everything should be done according to the

tycoon was

“As expected of a great boss who knows that rules are meant to be adhered to!”