My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1582

"Absurd..." Kaden's expression immediately darkened, his eyes looking incredibly stern.

He had his principles and never actively sought help from others.

Today, for the sake of his great-grandson, he went against his principles and actively brought up the matter of taking on a disciple with Nash. Yet his disobedient great-grandson did not appreciate it.

"Great-grandfather... I've already made arrangements with Mr. Crew. He has agreed to take me as his disciple!" Yorick said softly with his head down.

He was referring to Rhett Crew.

Rhett was a renowned physician in the capital city, regarded as a true miracle doctor even by the government.

"Rhett?" Kaden asked, his brows furrowed.

"Yes, Dr. Crew!" Yorick lifted his chin proudly.

"His medical skills are far inferior to Nash's," Kaden said calmly.

"Great-grandfather... you're not allowed to insult my teacher! In this world, there is no one whose medical skills surpass my teacher!"

Yorick's emotions became somewhat agitated, and even his gaze toward Nash carried hints of annoyance. It was all because of this guy.

If it were not for him, he would not have to defy his great-grandfather.

"Insolent!"

The furious Kaden stood up and slapped Yorick hard across the face, knocking him to the ground.

"Great-grandfather, you hit me..." Yorick cried out while holding his face.

He felt extremely wronged.

Was this still his gentle great-grandfather who never scolded him?

"I hate you!" Yorick ran out crying, still holding his face.

"Yorick..."

Kaden took a few steps forward, then stopped. He let out a bitter sigh. "This child... He's so disobedient!"

"Oh? How dare he try to snatch my disciple from me?"

On the other end of the phone, Rhett casually said, "Tell me his name and I'll have the entire traditional medicine community blacklist him!"

"My great-grandfather said his name is Nash Calcraft, the commander of the Celestial Dragon Squadron!" Yorick replied truthfully.

"Who?" Rhett's tone changed.

"The commander of the Celestial Dragon Squadron, Nash Calcraft!" Yorick repeated, then curiously asked, "Do you know him, Master?"

"You haven't even become my disciple yet, so don't call me 'Master.' Maybe you'll have to call me your martial brother in the future!"

Nash Calcraft!

That name was all too familiar to him.

After all, Nash was none other than his master's younger martial brother.