My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 1202

“No, don’t send Sherman. This a clash between Mystique Loyalty

Realm cultivators,” Nash said.

“You’re supposed to deal with the Southern Martial Alliance, right?”

“Yeah.”

“I have some good news and some bad news. Which one do you want

to hear first?” Theo teased.

“Let’s hear the bad news first.”

“Sawyer Ford has broken through to the Mystique Loyalty Realm and has left the Klein family. He’s planning to join the Southern Martial Alliance,” Theo responded in a serious tone.

“That’s indeed bad news.” Nash’s eye twitched. It seemed that when it

rained, it poured.

Before Nash could ask for the good news, Theo continued, “The good news is that Carlos has also broken through and is now in the mid- Mystique Loyalty Realm. I plan to send him over to help you!”

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Nash’s mouth. “You’re thoughtful. This is quite a significant favor you’re doing for me.”

The Skye family’s strongest forces were Carlos and Sherman. Theo did not hesitate to deploy them when Nash was the one who was

going to fight. Such friendship was indeed rare.

Theo pretended to be angry. “I don’t like hearing that. Aren’t we good

buddies?”

the Bullhogs of Motadine who gave him excuses, saying that their Mystique Loyalty Realm experts were all out

on it. He would not hold a

they did

everyone to the Empire Hotel for a

the impending war with the Southern Martial Alliance and got so excited that he downed three glasses of liquor in a row. He even boasted that he alone could crush the

Martial Alliance.

Felicity shot Bertram a disdainful look. Even

Allianc so she did not believe

mind him, this guy just

he’s drunk.”

“Ash, are you looking down on me? How about we go outside and have

“When have you

use your Path techniques and we’ll see if I can break your bones!” Bertram continued to

bothered to argue

Bertram better than anyone else. The

he

stayed behind at the Empire Hotel while Melody and Nash went

to make you some tea to help you sober up?” Melody asked softly. She felt a bit nervous and guilty as she had

after all. Sometimes, men had

initiative in

his head, but he was feeling

leaned back on the

of warm water and nudged Nash, saying, “Hey,

some warm water!” Nash, however, was

down on the edge of the couch, feeling a

to drink a bit more. She did not think he

drunk!