My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 1843

Yvonne walked into the living room. She stared at Stellar with her expressive eyes. There was a light blush on her pretty face. "I'm not very hungry yet..." Stellar responded politely.

He drank a lot of wine last night, ate a large plate of fish, and several chicken drumsticks. He was still full.

"I made some oatmeal. You drank so much last night. You need some mild food to nourish your stomach today!"

Yvonne got up early this morning to cook. She did not want the fruits of her labor to go to waste.

Stellar could not bear to refuse her efforts, so he agreed.

The two walked out of the villa.

Yvonne asked as gently, "Colonel Orwell... Did you have a good rest last night?"

Stellar said with a smile, "I did! Also, don't call me Colonel Orwell. It sounds awkward. Just call me Uncle Stellar like Nash!"

"No, I like calling you Colonel Orwell!"

Yvonne felt that 'Colonel Orwell' and 'Uncle Stellar' held completely different meanings.

Stellar was oblivious to Yvonne's feelings, so he smiled sheepishly and said, "That's up to you. You can call me whatever you like!"

Yvonne smiled slightly and changed the topic. She asked, "Colonel Orwell, how did you and Nash meet?"

"You don't know?"

"I don't. Nash never said anything!"

Yvonne became interested and took Stellar's arm abruptly. "Colonel Orwell, please tell me..."

The sudden intimacy made Stellar frown slightly. His muscles stiffened, and he withdrew his hand.

Yvonne's face turned red. "Sorry, I... I didn't mean it!"

"No worries!"

Stellar smiled awkwardly and then talked about how he and Nash knew each other. However, he did not mention the relationship between Nash and Philix.

...

As soon as Nash got out of the car at Capiton Airport, he noticed that there were many powerful cultivators near the airport. Were they from the Kleins?

The Kleins knew in advance that Theo was coming back to Capiton. Did they send these cultivators for an assassination? Outside the airport, three fashionable young men sat together in a café and whispered to each other.

"Shall we do it at the airport later?"

"The airport is full of our men. All the security forces in the area have been evacuated. What's there to be afraid of?"

"What about those tourists? Will it cause a widespread panic?"

"Damn it, what's with all that bullshit?" The oldest and strongest one among the three slapped the young man on the head.

These three men were cultivators at

the Mystique Loyalty Realm that the Kleins hired from the mountains at a high price. The Kleins helped their village and allowed all the villagers to live in small villas. They were very grateful and pledged their loyalty to the Kleins.

"What are you guys talking about?"

At this moment, a handsome young man in a suit sat on the chair next to them with a cup of tea. He had an outstanding presence.

The three of them were stunned and looked at the young man at the same time.

The strong man said fiercely, "Who told you to sit here? Get lost..."

The young man took a sip of tea and smiled lightly. "Are you waiting for Theo?"

With that, the three of them suddenly looked wary.

The oldest and strongest man aimed a punch at Nash's throat.

Nash casually stretched out his hand to grab the strong man's fist and said with a smile, "Gentlemen use their words and not their fists. I'm just having tea. Am I provoking you?"

"Who... are you?" The strongest man's face turned pale. He stared at Nash with shock on his face.

His cultivation level was at the Mystique Loyalty Realm. That punch just now used 50 percent of his force. However, this young man caught his fist easily.

If 50 percent strength was not enough, then he would go all in.

The strongest man's eyes turned

cold. The mystique pill in his bodet

S trying to deliver a

blow with all his strength.

A crisp sound was heard. The mystique pill in the strongest man's abdomen exploded for no reason.