My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) novel Chapter 1624

Maverick's bodyguard took an apple from the fruit platter and tossed it to Howell.

At this point, Gemma and Reyrena were both stunned.

Ryan's eyes widened even more.

Who was this guy?

How dare he let the underworld king of Bint City use his precious sword to peel an apple?

Sixten also knelt down on the ground, trembling as he called out, "M-Maverick!"

Maverick sat on a chair, tapping his leg. "You’re Baelor's grandson?"

Sixten nodded repeatedly. "Yes, Mr. Maverick!"

Others were dumbfounded.

The legitimate heir of the Fisher family actually came to Bint City? Plus, he had connections with a waiter at a hotel? This was beyond belief!

Maverick said lightly, "Are you looking to trouble my friend, Nash?"

"N-No..." Sixten almost bowed to Maverick.

Although they were all from the Fisher family, their blood relations were extremely thin. Maverick was the heir to the Northwest Fisher Empire. It was not an exaggeration to say that with just one word, he could decide the fate of Sixten's lineage. With one word, he could change the entire regime of Bint City.

Howell was halfway through peeling the apple when the skin broke.

Nash picked up another apple from the platter and threw it over, saying with a smile, "Again..."

Howell's eyes flashed with cold light.

Maverick getting him to peel an apple was one thing, but who the hell was this piece of trash?

"Maverick, he's glaring at me..." Nash said weakly.

Reyrena, who was sitting opposite him, almost vomited.

How could this man be so whiny?

With a loud smack, Maverick slapped Howell's face. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he said, "You're glaring at my Nashy? Get someone to dig out his eyes!"

Maverick stepped forward and kicked Sixten in the face.

Sixten flew three meters away. He was bleeding from his mouth and nose, lying on the ground in convulsions.

"Mr. Maverick... I... I've finished peeling the apple this time, and I didn't break the skin!" Howell smiled obsequiously.

As for his good-for-nothing nephew, Howell had been fooled by him, so this served him right!

"Get lost," Maverick said flatly.

"Thank you, Mr. Maverick. Thank you. I'll definitely be on my best behavior from now on!" Howell nodded, then quickly left with his men.

Sixten also hurriedly got up. Covering his bleeding nose, he ran outside.

Maverick went back to his seat with a gentle smile. "Why are you all still standing? Sit down. Let's continue drinking!"

Gemma sat in her seat in shock, her hands trembling under the table.

Nash burped. "I’m full and satisfied. It's about time to leave!" He then called out to Ryan with his head down, "Pup, let's go!"