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My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) novel Chapter 1309

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Chapter 1309 – A Turning Point in My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) by Noveldrama

In this chapter of My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera), Noveldrama introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 1309 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.

Chapter 1309 

Word was she was a proud and haughty woman who looked down on 

others. However, she had referred to this man with so much respect! 

Setting Rosella aside, even the king of Eastjon had lowered himself in 

front of this old man. 

Some of the more composed young gentlemen had already taken out their phones to ask their elders if they knew someone by the name of 

Varhess. 

Michael was seized by apprehension. What the heck was going on? 

Where was the Eastjon king’s arrogance? 

The man, Anton Varhess, nodded nonchalantly. From the looks of it, 

he did not seem too interested in dealing with the king of Eastjon. 

Rosella furrowed her eyebrows slightly but quickly regained her composure. She turned to Michael and asked, “So, you the one who 

insulted Mr. Varhess just now?” 

Her tone was cold, and her gaze was sharp as a knife. There was 

even a touch of frost to her slender brows. 

Michael felt disrespected by Rosella’s lack of courtesy and instantly felt his temper rise. “So what if I did?” 

“Heh…” Rosella stared at Michael mockingly. “He’s the father of the Warden of the Eastern Territory and the helmsman of the six major 

martial arts halls in Antaria!” 

Another thunderous statement echoed in everyone’s ears. Even 

Michael’s composure cracked. His lips trembled, and the cigarette fell 

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from his mouth onto his expensive luxury clothing. 

2/3 

The father of the Warden of the Eastern Territory. He was the father 

of the Warden of the Eastern Territory… and the helmsman of the six 

martial arts halls? In addition to martial arts schools, there were also 

martial arts halls in the Martial Arts Realm. 

Most martial arts schools practiced the national traditional arts, while 

martial arts halls practiced the ancient and lost supreme arts. The six 

major martial arts halls in Antaria each possessed strength 

comparable to martial arts families. 

“Do you still think your family is impressive now?” Rosella asked coldly as she wondered where this idiot got the courage to act so 

arrogantly in such a situation. Did his elders not tell him who was 

coming to the Empire Hotel today? 

“I… I… I…” Michael stuttered, unable to speak. If he had not been a 

cultivator, he might have already wet himself by now. 

What was going on? Should the father of a Warden not be traveling 

with several teams of uniformed guards? As the helmsman of the six 

martial arts halls in Antaria, should he not have a group of martial 

artists with him to show some support? 

Suddenly, he came to the realization that this might perhaps be the greatest example of being weak to catch one’s opponent off guard. 

Anton waved his hand dismissively. “Forget it. I’m in a good mood 

today, so I’ll let you slide.” 

Michael breathed a sigh of relief, his tense muscles relaxing. He was fortunate that Anton had some humanity in him. Otherwise, his family 

would be destroyed should someone make a complaint to the 

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Warden of the Eastern Territory. 

3/4 

Just then, the elevator bell chimed as a handsome young man in a 

white shirt emerged from it with a large group of people. They were 

the imposing Bullhog family from Motadine, followed by the King of 

the Northwest, the Murphy family, and finally, the Lord of Henley. 

Michael inexplicably felt a sense of unease grip him but quickly 

suppressed it. He was Brume’s top figure. He had gone through it all. 

Nash approached Enzo. When he noticed Enzo’s swollen cheek, his 

expression darkened once again. 

“Boss!” Enzo’s eyes welled up with tears, his voice choking with 

emotion. He was a retired soldier who never cried easily. When 

Hudson had beaten him last time, he did not even flinch. He did not 

make a sound when Michael hit him just now either. 

However, seeing Nash’s grim expression and the coldness in his eyes, 

he could not help but shed tears. 

Nash helped Enzo with his bones and patted his shoulder lightly.” 

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