My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 1055

“You… You’re dead…” Shani’s face was filled with rage. She turned red as she stood up from the ground, like a gas canister about to explode.

“My grandfather is the president of the Capiton Martial Arts

Association. With just one phone call, your whole family will be dead!”

Shani spat out angrily.

“Then I’ll give you a chance to make that call,” Nash replied leisurely.

Shani sneered angrily. “Looks like you don’t know what the Martial Arts Association is. Just wait, I’ll show you what it’s all about!”

There were many martial arts associations, but the Capiton Martial Arts Association’s strength ranked first. Her grandfather was even an expert at the peak of the Profound Reality Realm. He was revered by everyone in the martial arts world.

With just a stomp of his foot, the entire martial arts world would

tremble.

Even Clarke could not stay calm now. He did not expect this woman

who weighed over 200 pounds to have such a powerful background.

It seemed he would have to serve her even better in the future.

Anyway, it was the same if the lights were turned off.

Nash casually sat on the couch with his legs crossed while Shani

quickly dialed her grandfather’s number.

As soon as the call connected, she burst into tears and wailed, Grandpa, I’m being bullied! I’m about to be beaten to death!”

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A chubby woman in her 40s was crying to her grandfather. Nash could not help but turn his head away.

An elderly voice sounded from the phone, “Didn’t I just send over two stage nine great-grandmasters to you? How are you still getting beaten up when those two can bring the city to their feet?”

Shani looked at Nash anxiously. “I don’t know either. That guy is in my

office right now!”

Milan sighed slowly. “Give him the phone. I’ll talk to him.”

Shani took a few steps forward. When Nash glanced at her, she trembled and immediately stopped in her tracks. She shoved the phone to Clarke. “You give him the phone…”

Clarke was also afraid of Nash, but at the moment, he did not dare to

disobey. Taking the phone, he reluctantly walked over.

“Put it on speaker and place it on the coffee table,” Nash said

indifferently.

Clarke put the phone on speaker and placed it on the coffee table before quickly returning to Shani’s side.

The stern voice from the other end of the line said, “Listen, regardless

of who you are, I will not spare you seeing as you had the audacity to

lay a hand on my granddaughter!”

Nash chuckled. “The president of the Capiton Martial Arts

Association?”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Could

there be someone who did not know the name Milan Rand? Milan

figured Nash was probably just someone from the countryside.

With pride, Milan declared, “Indeed!”

Nash smiled faintly. “To have raised such a granddaughter, it seems

that the president of the Capiton Martial Arts Association isn’t that capable, after all!”

“How outrageous!” Milan thundered in anger.

How many years had it been? How many years had it been since someone dared to speak to him like this? Hearing Nash’s voice, he sounded like he was in his early 20s.

Despite knowing that Milan was the president of the Capiton Martial Arts Association, Nash still dared speak so shamelessly. How dare

he?

“You scoundrel! Just wait and see. I’ll show you my association’s

capability!”

“Alright, I’ll wait for you for half an hour. Let’s see what tricks you can

come up with!”

“Alright, alright, you’ve completely angered me!”

Milan angrily hung up the phone and tried to contact the two stage nine great-grandmasters he had arranged to go to Jonford. When he could not reach them, he called Zakariah, the president of the Jonford

Martial Arts Association.

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At Jonford Amusement Park, Skadi was riding the carousel with Yoyo

when she suddenly received a call from her grandfather.

“Hey, Grandpa!”

“Skadi, Old Milan’s granddaughter is being bullied. I want you to take a few people over to check it out!”

“She’s in Jonford?” Skadi exclaimed in surprise.

“Yes, she’s the CEO of the Innovate Collective!”

“Why does that sound familiar?”

“I’ve asked Justin to bring some people to look for you. You must Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

handle this properly. Otherwise, our days in the Jonford Martial Arts Association won’t be easy!”

“understand!”