My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 1202

"No, don't send Sherman. This a clash between Mystique Loyalty Realm cultivators," Nash said.

"You're supposed to deal with the Southern Martial Alliance, right?"

"Yeah."

"I have some good news and some bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?" Theo teased.

"Let's hear the bad news first."

"Sawyer Ford has broken through to the Mystique Loyalty Realm and has left the Klein family. He's planning to join the Southern Martial Alliance,” Theo responded in a serious tone.

"That's indeed bad news." Nash's eye twitched. It seemed that when it rained, it poured.

Before Nash could ask for the good news, Theo continued, "The good news is that Carlos has also broken through and is now in the mid-Mystique Loyalty Realm. I plan to send him over to help you!"

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Nash's mouth. "You're thoughtful. This is quite a significant favor you’re doing for me.”

The Skye family’s strongest forces were Carlos and Sherman. Theo did not hesitate to deploy them when Nash was the one who was going to fight. Such friendship was indeed rare.

Theo pretended to be angry. "I don't like hearing that. Aren't we good buddies?"

Nash chuckled, and they chatted for a while before ending the call. Next, he contacted the Bullhogs of Motadine who gave him excuses, saying that their Mystique Loyalty Realm experts were all out of town.

Nash did not comment on it. He would not hold a grudge just because they did not help.

...

At night, Nash invited everyone to the Empire Hotel for a feast.

Bertram heard about the impending war with the Southern Martial Alliance and got so excited that he downed three glasses of liquor in a row. He even boasted that he alone could crush the Southern Martial Alliance.

"Bertram, can’t you write a script before you start to brag?" Felicity shot Bertram a disdainful look. Even her cousin did not dare to claim to be able to single-handedly dominate the Southern Martial Alliance, so she did not believe this man could do it.

Ash chuckled. "Don't mind him, this guy just talks nonsense when he's drunk.”

Just then, her phone chimed. It was a message from Hera: [How's it going? Did he make a move?]

Melody bit her lip and sent a photo. [He's drunk.]

[How much did he drink?]

Melody’s expression turned awkward. [Probably about two pounds of whiskey straight.]

Hera replied: [Then you make the move yourself!]

Melody instantly understood what Hera meant and blushed. [Forget it, maybe next time!]

Hera replied: [If it doesn't work, just drug him!]

Melody was shocked. Hera was saying such bold things now. Was this how married women behaved? After chatting for a while, Hera said she was going to bed.

Melody helped Nash into the bedroom and then went to take a cold shower in the bathroom. Hera’s words from before had set her body on fire.