My Substitute CEO Bride

Eric smirked in a somewhat lewd manner.

However, Nash asked with a scowl, "Jasper, have you been out seeking a woman's companionship lately?" Jasper shook his head. "No!"

Eric gave Nash a disdainful look. "Are you dumb? If he's just seeing prostitutes, would his soul be taken?"

Nash thought for a moment, realizing the logic behind Eric's words.

Then, Eric narrowed his eyes and suggested, "Do you think someone used his soul to create a substitute and then plotted against him?"

Nash's expression turned odd. "That's a possibility. Let me try the Soul Tracking Technique first."

Eric locked the door and placed a soundproofing talisman on it.

Nash bit his finger, drew a runic incantation on his palm, and intoned solemnly, "The infinite heaven and earth, I borrow from the universe the power of light and dark, chasing souls within thousands of miles..."

A hum resonated as golden light emanated from the runic incantation in his palm. Nash plucked some hair from Jasper and placed the strands on his glowing palm.

The hair instantly turned into wisps of blue smoke and floated out the window.

Baroque's dormitory for senior employees was filled with suites that were luxuriously decorated, and only managerial-level employees or higher were eligible to live here.

"Ms. Athena, your complexion is looking better and better lately. Have you found yourself a young lover outside?"

Two women in professional attire walked shoulder to shoulder in the corridor.

One was a short-haired beauty in her mid-20s.

hair, appeared to be in her 30s.

beauty well,

short skirt and

How could I ever keep a

at her companion, her eyes

certainly wouldn't spread rumors. Come on, tell me who the young lover is? The handsome guy from the R&D department,

and retorted, "If you

short-haired beauty pouted. "Okay, okay, I won't say anything,

spoke, they arrived at Athena's

"Ms. Athena, the gas in my dormitory ran out. Can

a moment

she pushed open the door. Instantly, a wave of cold air hit their

beauty shuddered. "Did you forget to

finished asking,

so who

was it so cold just

down her handbag and said, "You sit for

try to be polite and sat on the couch while she looked

quickly noticed a shrine in the center of the living room, with a white porcelain statue

short-haired beauty walked to the shrine. Out of respect, she clasped her hands

and ghosts, one might choose not to believe in them,

than not to believe, right? Seeking peace of mind