My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2678

Balzard truly had a passion for alcohol. His family owned a brewery, and it was said that his trip to Goodspear Mountain was related to the brewery.

The family believed that to inherit such a business, one had to undergo personal trials to purify one's destiny. Hence, Balzard spent about three or four years on Goodspear Mountain. After returning, he naturally took over the family business.

Currently, Balzard's enterprise was thriving, with many large factories eager to collaborate with him. He truly was a winner in life.

Fogort's relationship with Balzard was not particularly good or bad. To his surprise, Balzard was showing him great hospitality.

Sitting on the couch, Fogort scrolled through his phone and stumbled upon news about the recent accident. Some people had even captured photos of him in his robe.

After he saved the driver and left, many began to praise him profusely. Of course, there were also numerous negative comments. Fogort did not take these to heart; the good and bad comments were inconsequential to him.

He then continued to browse the news.

At that moment, the door opened. Balzard walked in, carrying a bottle of fine wine and a beautifully arranged fruit platter. "Come on, Fogort! Let's drink until we drop today!"

Seeing Balzard's enthusiasm, Fogort decided to put his issues aside and began drinking with him. The two chatted and drank for about an hour.

Balzard did not inquire about Fogort's experiences. Instead, they reminisced about various moments on the mountain.

Suddenly, Balzard leaned closer and asked, "By the way, is that ritualistic weapon of yours really that sinister?"

Fogort did not respond, focusing instead on the fruits from the platter.

Ignoring Balzard's question, Fogort muttered, "Puppet Master, your accent is quite poor."

At those words, Balzard froze in place. "What are you saying, Fogort?"

Fogort set his glass down and slumped on the couch. "Those outside must be your people. I sometimes admire myself for knowing it's a trap yet still daring to come."

Balzard fell silent.

Fogort continued, "Rather than saying you're a puppet master, it would be more accurate to say you used some method to alter Balzard's memories, leading him to sincerely let you control him. You're very perceptive. At first, I didn't notice anything wrong."