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.

of Melody swiftly.

His presence was mildly bursting with the aura of the Mystique Loyalty Realm. Whitebeard was instantly forced to kneel on one

are in the Mystique

in front of him in disbelief.

he be in the Mystique Loyalty Realm when he was

young?

of everyone in the Borleys changed

was actually defeated by

his hand, looked at the Borleys, and said calmly, “They didn’t kill your family, nor

war?”

not just let that go. At least,

someone to dig up your ancestors’ graves and throw their

discuss a solution. Must we

for

the Snows’ fault. The grave digging was problem, dumping their ancestral remains was worse. The Snows

guilty if taken to

sone

things could be resolved

fighting to the death, it would only cause

more grievances.

slightly white. He gritted his teeth and said, “Don’t think that just because you’re a martial arts expert, you can show

daughter-in-law

Freemans

Her knuckles crackled as

clenched her fists.

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

pressure me. The Freemans’ days are numbered. We’re dealing with this