My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 1194

Melody appeared in front of Cindel in a flash.

She lifted her hand and slapped Cindel to the ground.

“You bitch, you’re looking for death…”

Hamish waved his bat and rushed toward Melody.

“Hamish, stop!” Cindel shouted loudly. “She’s a martial artist. You

can’t beat her!”

Hamish gritted his teeth. His eyes were scarlet. “So what if she’s a

martial artist? There are martial artists in the Borleys too!”

At this time, Whitebeard came flying over.

He covered a distance of a few hundred meters in an instant.

Austin just saw Whitebeard fighting Ivan. Now that Whitebeard was here, Ivan had likely lost the fight and was in danger.

He panicked and ran toward Ivan.

Whitebeard stared at Melody and said, “You dare to take action ev in the early stage of the Profound Reality Realm. Do you really think that no one can teach you a lesson?

After saying that, he slapped Melody

Melody was about to fight back but found that the true energy in her

body was suppressed.

in front of Melody

Mystique Loyalty Realm. Whitebeard was instantly forced to kneel on

the Mystique Loyalty Realm!”

the young man in front of him in disbelief.

he be in the Mystique Loyalty Realm when he was

young?

expressions of everyone in

artist that the Borleys worshiped was actually defeated by a young man?

said calmly, “They didn’t kill your family, nor did they destroy your marriage,

war?”

ancestor’s grave was dug up. They could not just let

to dig up your ancestors’ graves and throw their bones everywhere, would

can’t discuss a solution. Must

for

Snows’ fault. The grave digging was problem, dumping their

if

sone

things could be resolved eventually.

insisted on fighting to the death, it would only

more grievances.

teeth and said, “Don’t

sister is the future daughter-in-law of the Freemans. Can you

Freemans now?”

eyes narrowed slightly. Her knuckles crackled

clenched her fists.

now, she was feeling regretful for not helping her relatives. Now, she suddenly wanted to give them a few

the Freemans to pressure me. The Freemans’ days are numbered. We’re