My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 1397

She died in agony.

Nash stood there in a slump, tears falling from his eyes.

The infant ghost who was nailed to the wall looked puzzled. It thought, 'This man... seems to have a change of heart?'

Nash looked at the images with bloodshot eyes.

The Path taker used the infant ghost to search for other dark creatures in the woods. It was chained during the day. At night, it would be sent to capture ghosts and dark creatures for the Path taker as target practice.

Finally one day, the Path taker went insane after years of improper practice. The infant ghost took advantage of the situation to escape from his evil clutches. In the following days, it was hunted down by people from all walks of life. All the hunting came to a pause when it was adopted by a certain Golden Amulet Master for a period of time. That Golden Amulet Master was none other than Eric. He took the infant ghost back to Clear Dew Court and soaked it in a pool. It was the Demon-Transforming Pool in Clear Dew Court. The water could wash away any demonic nature. After an unknown amount of time, Eric was interrogated by several Golden Amulet Masters. He had no choice but to let the infant ghost go. Once again, the infant ghost had no one to rely on. It wandered around in major cities several times.

Later, it fled to Athena's home. Athena enshrined it, and the infant ghost helped her reverse her fortune. Athena was also a miserable person. She was lonely, helpless, and constantly having bad luck. With the help of the infant ghost, she turned her life around and became a director of the company. The images lasted for ten minutes before ending.

The infant ghost had its head drooped. Its limbs were weak, as if it were dead.

Nash grabbed his fist in the air. The golden stake dissipated. He summoned the infant ghost into his arms.

Nash took a deep breath, bit his finger, and dripped some blood into the infant ghost's mouth. A few minutes later, the infant ghost slowly opened its eyes.

Its scarlet eyes turned black. Without the whites in its pupils, its eyes still looked terrifying.

The infant ghost asked in a childlike voice, "Why did you save me?"

Nash's voice was hoarse. "You have good intentions and have never killed anyone!"

Nowadays, all of the Young family members were well-off and taken care of, but some were turned into infant ghosts and lived a miserable life. They were beaten and abused, cursed everywhere they went.

As the young leader of the Young family, Nash felt guilty.

"You... won't kill me?" the infant ghost asked timidly.

"Nope, no killing!" Nash smiled and nodded.

"Thank you, sir..." The infant ghost grinned, revealing a set of sharp teeth.

Nash asked, "What's your name?"

The infant ghost paused and replied, "The old Path Taker named me Beast!"

A glint of cold indignant flashed in Nash's eyes. He thought, 'That old priest really deserves to die. I wonder if he's still alive.'

"Do you still remember your parents' names?" Nash asked softly.

"My father's name is Gilbert Lunos Young, and my mother's name is Susie Sprout!"

The infant ghost had grown awareness while in its mother's womb. It heard its mother's voice, "My child, your daddy's name is Gilbert Lunos Young and I'm your mama, Susie Sprout!"

Its father's name was Young. Not only was the infant ghost a member of the Young family... but his last name was Young too.

The Young family identified their lineage through their shared middle names. Nash's grandfather's lineage was Cato, his father's middle name was Philix, and the infant ghost's father's middle name was Lunos-a lineage branch of the Young family. Nash glanced between the infant ghost's legs and confirmed that it was a baby boy.

"You have suffered a lot in the past 20 years. I hope you'll be safe and healthy for the rest of your life. As the leader of the Young family, I promise you prosperity for the rest of your life. I now name you Micah Peace Young!"

Nash bit his finger and used his blood to draw a very complicated spell on the infant ghost. This talisman extended from the infant ghost's head to his abdomen.

The talisman exuded a soft golden light while the black mist and bloody aura on the infant ghost's body slowly gathered between his eyebrows.

After Nash finished drawing the spell, the black mist and bloody aura suddenly dispersed.

"Master, can't you seal the dark curse with your spell?"

Nash narrowed his eyes slightly, then snorted coldly. "If one doesn't work, then two. If two don't work, then three. I don't believe that three heavenly masters can't seal this evil force!"

"Sir, what are you going to do to me?" The infant ghost looked at Nash in confusion and asked.

"Call me 'Brother' from now on!" Nash took off his coat and wrapped up the infant ghost.

This little one was only a few months younger than Nash, but his mind was only that of a four or five-year-old.

Later, Nash came to Athena's bedroom...

There was a male silicone doll lying on the bed, filled with soul energy.