My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 1309

Chapter 1309

Word was she was a proud and haughty woman who looked down on

others. However, she had referred to this man with so much respect!

Setting Rosella aside, even the king of Eastjon had lowered himself in

front of this old man.

Some of the more composed young gentlemen had already taken out their phones to ask their elders if they knew someone by the name of

Varhess.

Michael was seized by apprehension. What the heck was going on?

Where was the Eastjon king's arrogance?

The man, Anton Varhess, nodded nonchalantly. From the looks of it,

he did not seem too interested in dealing with the king of Eastjon.

Rosella furrowed her eyebrows slightly but quickly regained her composure. She turned to Michael and asked, "So, you the one who insulted Mr. Varhess just now?"

Her tone was cold, and her gaze was sharp as a knife. There was

even a touch of frost to her slender brows.

Michael felt disrespected by Rosella's lack of courtesy and instantly felt his temper rise. "So what if I did?"

"Heh..." Rosella stared at Michael mockingly. "He's the father of the Warden of the Eastern Territory and the helmsman of the six major

martial arts halls in Antaria!"

Another thunderous statement echoed in everyone's ears. Even

Michael's composure cracked. His lips trembled, and the cigarette fell

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from his mouth onto his expensive luxury clothing.

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The father of the Warden of the Eastern Territory. He was the father of the Warden of the Eastern Territory... and the helmsman of the six

martial arts halls? In addition to martial arts schools, there were also

martial arts halls in the Martial Arts Realm.

Most martial arts schools practiced the national traditional arts, while martial arts halls practiced the ancient and lost supreme arts. The six major martial arts halls in Antaria each possessed strength

comparable to martial arts families.

"Do you still think your family is impressive now?" Rosella asked coldly as she wondered where this idiot got the courage to act so arrogantly in such a situation. Did his elders not tell him who was

coming to the Empire Hotel today?

"I... I... I..." Michael stuttered, unable to speak. If he had not been a cultivator, he might have already wet himself by now.

What was going on? Should the father of a Warden not be traveling with several teams of uniformed guards? As the helmsman of the six martial arts halls in Antaria, should he not have a group of martial artists with him to show some support?

Suddenly, he came to the realization that this might perhaps be the greatest example of being weak to catch one's opponent off guard. Anton waved his hand dismissively. "Forget it. I'm in a good mood

today, so I'll let you slide."

Michael breathed a sigh of relief, his tense muscles relaxing. He was fortunate that Anton had some humanity in him. Otherwise, his family would be destroyed should someone make a complaint to the

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Warden of the Eastern Territory.

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Just then, the elevator bell chimed as a handsome young man in a white shirt emerged from it with a large group of people. They were the imposing Bullhog family from Motadine, followed by the King of the Northwest, the Murphy family, and finally, the Lord of Henley. Michael inexplicably felt a sense of unease grip him but quickly suppressed it. He was Brume's top figure. He had gone through it all. Nash approached Enzo. When he noticed Enzo's swollen cheek, his expression darkened once again.

"Boss!" Enzo's eyes welled up with tears, his voice choking with

emotion. He was a retired soldier who never cried easily. When

Hudson had beaten him last time, he did not even flinch. He did not

make a sound when Michael hit him just now either.

However, seeing Nash's grim expression and the coldness in his eyes,

he could not help but shed tears.

Nash helped Enzo with his bones and patted his shoulder lightly."