My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 1160

Waldo looked at Emmet with sympathy. Though he felt sympathy,

there was inexplicable envy in his heart. After all, Emmet had a child of his own flesh and blood. Meanwhile, Waldo had never even married

in his entire life.

After hearing what Waldo said, Nash could practically confirm that Xyler was Emmet’s son. He did not expect Xyler to have not contacted his family even once in ten-plus years just to protect them and the country. It was probably to avoid worrying his family.

He might also not want to boast about his achievements.

After a moment of silence, Nash decided to give Emmet some information about Xyler. At least, it could put his mind at ease. Master Meyer, I met Xyler not long ago. He’s doing well in the Northern Territory!”

“The Northern Territory?”

“Did Xyler join the army?”

The people present were not fools. They immediately thought of the North Army at the mention of the Northern Territory. The fact that Nash, a Mystique Loyalty Realm expert, had said that Xyler was doing well implied that he was no longer just an ordinary soldier.

Waldo was the first to react. He raised his glass with a smile on his face. “The Meyer family has produced an outstanding son. I’ve always said that your son has great potential. He has brought honor to Xanthalos. Emmet, I must toast to you!”

“Master Meyer is so fortunate. Xyler is protecting the country while remaining humble and low-key. This is the demeanor of a true hero. I also toast to you!”

“Master Meyer, when Xyler retires and returns, let him come to my house so that I may propose marriage!”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at the speaker with displeasure. They had seen-shameless people before, but they had never seen anyone as shameless as this. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

To immediately want to marry off one’s daughter upon hearing that someone else’s son was working in the Northern Territory? When they saw who the speaker was, however, they all held back the vulgar words that were on the tip of their tongues.

Robert Hoffman, the president of the Xanthalos Martial Arts

Association, was a stage nine grandmaster.

Tears of excitement filled Emmet’s eyes. “Alright! If my son hasn’t settled down yet, I’ll definitely have him come to propose marriage when he returns from retirement!”

“Master Meyer, my youngest daughter is about to graduate from college. We can arrange for the two children to meet!”

Henry forced a smile and cast a cautious glance at Robert from the corners of his eyes. He was willing to go all out today for the sake of his youngest daughter’s happiness.

“Henry, what do you mean by this?”

Robert’s expression darkened instantly. “Don’t you know that my daughter and Xyler are engaged?”

Bringing up this matter made Robert feel extremely complicated. He and Emmet both hailed from the southern region and belonged to the Southern Five Fist School. The Hoffman family specialized in Hongan, while the Meyer family was the direct lineage of the Meyer Fist.

Both families were well-matched and had arranged a marriage between their children some years ago. Who would have thought that Xyler would leave without saying a word and remain missing for over ten years?

His daughter had been focused on building her career. Though she had achieved success, she was in her 30s and still unmarried. Robert was at his wit’s end over this matter!

Seeing Robert’s reaction, Henry immediately backtracked and pretended he had been joking to avoid any misunderstanding. However, his straightforward nature and keen sense of observation made him realize that he had missed an opportunity.

“This old guy is quite mischievous…” Waldo glared at Henry with annoyance.

The atmosphere lightened as everyone joined in laughter. Emmet raised his glass to Nash, thanking him for sharing the news. With a gulp, he emptied his glass.

Opening up about his son’s situation seemed to lift a weight off

Emmet’s shoulders, and his mood lightened considerably. His cloudy eyes looked to have cleared up a bit, and he emanated the aura of a grandmaster.