My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 1573

Miriam was so angry she was trembling. "You're the one who was trying to curry favor with them, and now you're trying to blame us!" Saskia looked at Nash with tears in her eyes. "Sir, please don't listen to her nonsense... She..."

"That's enough!" Nash interrupted Saskia and looked at the surveillance camera at the door. "Is the camera at the entrance working?" Sammy immediately responded, "It's working. I'll go get the surveillance footage now!"

Saskia's pupils contracted sharply, and her face turned as pale as paper as she panicked. They were so close that everything she said just now might have been recorded. Darcus nudged Dima with his arm. Understanding the signal, Dima stepped forward confidently. "Commander Calcraft, let me handle this. Please continue with your meal." Nash thought for a moment and then said, "Don't be too harsh."

From Sammy's willingness to retrieve the surveillance footage, it was clear that the issue was not with her and her mother. He was concerned that Dima might be too hard-handed and so gave a slight reminder.

Nash and his companions entered the restaurant. The soldiers immediately stood up and greeted them. Euria poured a glass of wine for Nash, who raised it and said, "Comrades, you've worked hard today. Allow me to make this toast to everyone here!"

With that, he drank the wine in one gulp. The soldiers also raised their glasses and shouted, "Cheers to the commander!" and downed their wine.

Next, it was Dallas' turn to toast everyone.

Phone in hand, Sammy passed by Nash with her head down. She was shaken. She thought Nash was just a minor official, but it seemed now that he sat at an intimidatingly high position. The fire that had just ignited in her heart was extinguished by a bucket of cold water. Sammy handed the surveillance footage to Dima. Saskia was already trembling with fear. She fell to her knees and begged for mercy. After watching the footage, Dima's expression turned as dark as ink. "If it weren't for the commander's orders, you'd be a corpse by now!" Having been in the business scene for decades, he, of course, understood what Saskia was up to. When he mentioned they would be treating company employees in the group chat, he was actually giving the smaller families an opportunity.

Saskia thought of being clever and took on this business but then passed it on to others, likely to cause them losses. When she realized that the guests being entertained were the heroes who saved Munford, she regretted her decision. Like a madwoman, she tried to force them to her own inn.

"Mr. Dima, I know I was wrong, I really do!" Saskia knelt on the ground, her forehead already bleeding from repeatedly knocking it against the floor.

Dima sighed and waved his hand. "To err is human, to forgive divine. Now, get up and leave. Don't disturb their meal any longer."

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Dima!"

Feeling as if she had received a pardon, Saskia quickly pulled her son and ran off.

Dima glanced at Sammy, who had been slapped, and asked in a low voice, "What's your relationship with Mr. Calcraft?"

"We... We're friends," Sammy replied softly. "I helped him before, and he's helped me too." She kept her head down, gripping her dress tightly with both hands. Her heart was pounding in her throat as she faced the business tycoon before her. She was still underage, just a child. "You should go and tend to your wounds first," Dima said slowly.

"Thank you, Mr. Dima," Sammy said respectfully. Then, she helped her mother toward the pharmacy across the street. Dima stepped aside and took out his phone to contact his secretary.