My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 344

Chapter 344

Nash shot up from the sofa. “Is she with Skadi?”

Hera was the closest to Skadi. The reason why they could not contact her was most probably because she wanted some quiet time to herself.

“I’ve tried contacting Skadi, but she doesn’t know where Hera is either,” Lauren replied.

“Alright, Mom. Please don’t worry. I’ll contact some people and we’ll replace her!”

After offering some words of comfort, Nash dialed Hera’s number, only to receive a prompt saying that her phone was switched off. Just as he was about to call Skadi, a call from her came through.

“Nash! Hera is missing!” Skadi’s voice was filled with worry. She was concerned that Hera might have been feeling overwhelmed and ran away. She was concerned that she might perhaps even be contemplating suicide.

“Did she talk to you about anything last night?” Nash asked.

“She didn’t really talk to me much last night! If anything happens to her, I’m holding you

responsible!” Skadi said coldly.

“Let’s focus on replaceing her first,” Nash replied without bothering to explain further.

He ended the call and then contacted Xeno to help him locate Hera. Then, Xeno’s associate who had been waiting outside entered. It was Xeno’s team that had found Hera last time.

Nash also called Angelica, asking her to check the surveillance cameras outside Baroque. She called back around noon. “Surveillance footage showed Hera took a taxi to De’anne Cemetery!”

“Alright, thank you!” Nash hung up the phone and headed outside.

There were no cars around the villa. He would have to hail a cab to get to De’anne Cemetery. It seemed like he would need to replace time to buy a means of transportation soon, perhaps a car.

Nash walked outside briskly.

Hera emerged from the cemetery wearing a long Milanese-style beige overcoat. Tear streaks adorned her charming and delicate face. She had talked to her grandfather for quite some time while also cursing Nash out vehemently.

Now that she had vented her anger, it was time to get back to business. She flagged down a taxi by the roadside and got in. “Mister, please take me to Cloud Peak Palace Hotel,” she said.

Cloud Peak Palace Hotel was a five-star hotel and an affiliate of Jonford Universal Group. Hera had received an email from Justin, the business manager of Universal Group, earlier this morning. They had decided to sign the contract for the chips at the price originally proposed by Baroque Group.

However, she was required to treat their department to a meal, the location being Cloud Peak Palace Hotel. She was also instructed not to tell anyone about it.

Hera agreed without hesitation.

It was normal for a supplier to treat a client to a meal. Hera checked the average spending at Cloud Peak Palace Hotel prior on several platforms and found that even the most luxurious package cost only 200,000 dollars per table.

Even if their department made up three tables, she would only need to spend around 600,000 dollars.

She did not want to lose such an opportunity. Universal Group was a super big client, and if they were to successfully sign the contract, Baroque Group might not need to look for other clients anymore. They could make a fortune just by supplying chips to Drake Group and Universal Group.

The reason why Justin did not want others to know about this was because he did not want others to replace out that she was treating him and his department to a meal. Such unspoken rules were not allowed in any company.

An hour later, the taxi arrived outside Cloud Peak Palace Hotel.

Cloud Peak Palace Hotel was situated in a wetland park on the outskirts of the eastern suburbs. Two grand buildings stood on either side of a lake. The buildings were connected at the upper sections, forming three additional stories. The three upper floors above the lake comprised the hotel area.

The air here was fresh, and the sunlight was warm. Hera took a deep breath, feeling considerably better. A slight smile played at the corner of her mouth as she said, “He’s just a senior shareholder from Universal Group. Just you wait. Once I’ve earned enough money, I’ll make it rain money and bury you!”

With that, she walked toward the entrance, her long boots clicking on the ground. A well-dressed young man, who seemed to be the security guard, was standing outside. “Are you Ms. Lewis from Baroque Group?” he asked.

Hera nodded gently and replied, “Yes.”