My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash and Hera) novel Chapter 1843

Yvonne walked into the living room. She stared at Stellar with her expressive eyes. There was a light blush on her pretty face.

"I'm not very hungry yet..." Stellar responded politely.

He drank a lot of wine last night, ate a large plate of fish, and several chicken drumsticks. He was still full.

"I made some oatmeal. You drank so much last night. You need some mild food to nourish your stomach today!"

Yvonne got up early this morning to cook. She did not want the fruits of her labor to go to waste.

Stellar could not bear to refuse her efforts, so he agreed.

The two walked out of the villa.

Yvonne asked as gently, "Colonel Orwell... Did you have a good rest last night?"

Stellar said with a smile, "I did! Also, don't call me Colonel Orwell. It sounds awkward. Just call me Uncle Stellar like Nash!"

"No, I like calling you Colonel Orwell!"

Yvonne felt that 'Colonel Orwell' and 'Uncle Stellar' held completely different meanings.

Stellar was oblivious to Yvonne's feelings, so he smiled sheepishly and said, "That's up to you. You can call me whatever you like!"

Yvonne smiled slightly and changed the topic. She asked, "Colonel Orwell, how did you and Nash meet?"

"You don’t know?"

"I don't. Nash never said anything!"

Yvonne became interested and took Stellar's arm abruptly. "Colonel Orwell, please tell me..."

The sudden intimacy made Stellar frown slightly. His muscles stiffened, and he withdrew his hand.

Yvonne's face turned red. "Sorry, I… I didn't mean it!"

"No worries!"

Stellar smiled awkwardly and then talked about how he and Nash knew each other. However, he did not mention the relationship between Nash and Philix.

…

As soon as Nash got out of the car at Capiton Airport, he noticed that there were many powerful cultivators near the airport.

The young man took a sip of tea and smiled lightly. "Are you waiting for Theo?"

With that, the three of them suddenly looked wary.

The oldest and strongest man aimed a punch at Nash’s throat.

Nash casually stretched out his hand to grab the strong man's fist and said with a smile, "Gentlemen use their words and not their fists. I'm just having tea. Am I provoking you?"

"Who... are you?" The strongest man's face turned pale. He stared at Nash with shock on his face.

His cultivation level was at the Mystique Loyalty Realm. That punch just now used 50 percent of his force.

However, this young man caught his fist easily.

If 50 percent strength was not enough, then he would go all in.

The strongest man's eyes turned cold. The mystique pill in his body spun crazily, trying to deliver a killer blow with all his strength.

A crisp sound was heard. The mystique pill in the strongest man's abdomen exploded for no reason.