My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1308

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Chapter 1308 Francel’s personal guard hurriedly took out a quick-acting Heart Tonic Pill and gave it to him.

To the side, Isaac looked crestfallen. Francel was an ordinary person. Isaac was about the sage as him, but Francel was crippled by illness. This was the disadvantage of being an ordinary person.

No matter how much money one had, one could not escape the tribulations of life. Old age, illness, and death were bound to catch up.

Fortunately, Isaac practiced smartial arts and entered the Energy Cultivation Realm a few years ago. Although he was still an ant to high-ranking people, at least his body was in good condition with no illness ailing him.

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Barton slammed his palm onto the table and roared, “I'm gonna go down and see who dares behave so arrogantly!” He shot to his feet and made his way down with a huff as his family’s four Mystique Loyalty Realm experts followed.

The business tycoons in attendance all felt a chill run through them.

Nash ended the call, anger written all over his darkened expression.

1 At the lobby, Michael had called another three Mystique Loyalty Realm experts from home. His father did say that the four of them were enough to overwhelm any force. Should he cause trouble, his father would cover for him as long as he did not pick a fight with those few business tycoons. This was the reason for Michael's Chapter 1308 2/4 arrogance.

Just then, a plainly dressed, small-statured old man with white hair casually said, “Young man, | advise you to keep a low profile today. If you offend Mr. Calcraft, you won't be able to walk away unscathed!” “Hmm?” Michael frowned and looked at the old man. He could not detect a single ripple of inner energy at all. He was either an ordinary person or a Mystique Loyalty Realm expert deliberately concealing his aura.

So what if he was a Mystique Loyalty Realm expert? The Solomons had no shortage of Mystique Loyalty Realm experts themselves.

“Old man, are you so bored that you have nothing to do? It’s bad enough that this watchdog is meddling in my business and now you're blabbering. Who do you think you are?” Michael popped a cigarette into his mouth, lit it, and took a deep drag “Are you trying to say that a dragon cannot suppress a snake? Hearwhen | say that there's no way a true dragon can be suppressed by a snake!” “Hmph, even your grandfather wouldn't dare speak tolike this!” The old man’s expression grew increasingly dark, and his wrinkled face twitched incessantly. Could outsiders no longer recognize him because he had been silent for too long? How could a junior from the Solomon family dare to provoke him? “Hahaha... You're really... killingwith laughter... Hahaha!” Michael burst into laughter. He was coughing from the smoke. It also prickled his tear glands, causing tears to stream down his face.

Chapter 1308 “The king of Eastjon is here!” someone muttered quietly.

The entire hall fell silent instantly. Yelzog, dressed in trendy attire, walked in with his daughter, Rosella Rosella was dressed in a purple gown that exuded an aristocratic air. Her delicate and beautiful face was as white as pearls. A confident smile adorned her rosy lips.

She was beautiful, so incredibly beautiful. Her appearance made everything else pale in comparison.

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Michael was stunned. This woman was stunning. She was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen, incomparable to the receptionists. She seemed to be the king of Eastjon’s daughter.

Glancing at Yelzog, who was dressed in the latest fashion and looked even more handsthan himself, Michael's arrogance died a little.

His father had said that the king of Eastjon was not to be trifled with Although the Solomon family was strong in terms of martial arts, the king of Eastjon’s vast business empire was also terrifying. The eight Mystique Loyalty Realm experts he had spent billions cultivating were not to be underestimated.

“Mr. Blanco, Miss Blanco,” Michael greeted politely, but his arrogance remained. The Solomon family would never bow down to anyone.

“Mr. Anton!” Rosella did not even glance at Michael as she headed straight toward the old man, her clear and lively eyes shining brightly.

Yelzog also ignored Michael as he entered the hall, acknowledging Anton Varhess with a respectful salutation, “Mr. Varhess, it’s been a long time!” Everyone present was shocked as if struck by lightning. This was Chapter 1308 Rosella, the daughter of the Eastjon king, Yelzog! 4/2 Act Fast: Free Bonus Tis Running Out!

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