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. He grabbed Whitebeard’s

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

in the

young man in front of him in

he be in the Mystique Loyalty Realm when

young?

expressions of everyone in the Borleys changed drastically.

the Borleys worshiped was actually

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

war?”

up. They could not just let that go. At

someone to dig up your ancestors’ graves and throw their bones everywhere, would you be able to swallow your anger? Do you think you’re a saint?”

not like we can’t discuss a

for

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

be guilty if taken to

sone

could be resolved eventually.

party insisted on fighting to the

more grievances.

on the baseball bat. His face turned slightly white. He gritted his teeth and said, “Don’t think that just because you’re a martial

future daughter-in-law of the Freemans. Can

the Freemans now?”

Her knuckles crackled as she

clenched her fists.

was feeling regretful for not helping her relatives. Now, she

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