My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 815

Chapter 815

Melody was so excited that her eyes turned red. If Nash was not Hera’s man, she would have wanted to hug him and give him a kiss. The desire for beauty was universal, especially when one’s

appearance had been decent before.

She might not have turned every single person’s head when she went out in the past, but at least half of the people she encountered would replace her pleasing to the eye.

After being so severely injured, Melody had contemplated suicide at the thought of her face being ruined. Now, seeing that she had recovered and become even more beautiful than before, she could

not help but be excited.

With his hands shoved in his pockets, Nash smiled and said, “Have you figured out how to thank me?”

Melody lowered her head and replied, “How do you want me

you?”

“How about offering yourself?” Hera burst into a delicate laugh while covering her mouth before Nash could even say anything.

Melody knew Hera was joking but still could not help her face fr

turning red.

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Hera then got up, looked at Nash, and asked with some concern, “Are you hungry? I can go and make something for you.”

Nash was slightly taken aback, but then he nodded and smiled. “Sure, I haven’t had tomato pasta in a long time!”

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Hera happily made her way to the kitchen.

At the Duerson Villa, Borris and a few others were having dinner at the

moment. The table was filled with all sorts of expensive delicacies.

After Borris and Peter had a drink, Borris asked, “Master Peter, when

do we take action?”

Peter picked up a piece of alligator meat and chewed on it. “Tonight,

let the ghoul overlord absorb some moon essence. Then, we’ll attack

Quiet Winds Church tomorrow night!”

Ever since arriving in Jonford, Peter had set his sights on Quiet Winds

Church. It was a place where many practiced the Path. Many

outstanding individuals and spiritual energy converged there.

Some remarkable Path takers had also been buried at the back of the

mountains, their lingering souls now protecting the sanctuary. All of

these would become nourishment for the ghoul overlord.

Borris smiled and said, “There’s a Path taker called Lloyd. I mus

his blessings.”

The old man who offended Lloyd earlier in the day was Borris hims His scant words had angered Lloyd, leading to public outrage and

insults being thrown at him. Borris was quite unhappy about it.

Just then, a bodyguard walked in and said, “Boss, someone delivered a letter of challenge!”

A challenge letter? Duncan smiled and looked at The Swordsman.” It’s likely from Nash to my godfather!”

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The bodyguard handed the challenge letter to Duncan, who read it before handing it over to The Swordsman with a smile. “Just as expected, Nash is challenging my godfather to a battle to the death.

on October 17th at Sigur Cliff!” The Swordsman accepted the

challenge letter and read it.

The letter of challenge was written on a standard A4-size paper:

[Long have I heard of The Swordsman’s Seven Deadly Swords,

renowned throughout the world!

[I, Nash Calcraft, request to learn through battle.

[On October 17th at Sigur Cliff, let us determine victory and defeat, as

well as life and death!]

Nash’s writing exuded a majestic and dominating aura, reminiscent

of a dragon soaring into the sky. The Swordsman crumpled the letter

into a ball and casually tossed it into the trash, laughing indifferently.

“October 17th shall be the day Nash Calcraft succumbs! Duncan, b

Nash a good coffin. In two days, you’ll come with me to Sigur Cl

Duncan chuckled and replied, “Alright, Godfather. I was thinking th

same thing!”

Nash was considered a prominent figure now. Buying him a good

coffin would at least allow him to leave with some dignity.

Boris solemnly asked, “What if Bladesman Divus or some other

powerful figure interferes?”

The Swordsman’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t we have Peter and his ghoul overlord?”

Peter frowned and replied, “A duel between Mystique Loyalty Realm

powerhouses will attract many forces. Bringing the ghoul overlord might not be convenient.

The Swordsman’s brows furrowed slightly, and Borris quickly

suggested, “Swordsman, how about inviting Black Wind Double Kill to witness the duel at Sigur Cliff?”

The man nodded at this suggestion. “Good idea. We can avoid any

sneak attacks from the National Martial Bureau behind our backs that

way!”