My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 140

Mike Thorson, the world-class King of Fighters.

For four consecutive years, he was undefeated, securing numerous championship belts and awards with overwhelming success. His endorsement fee for advertisements also ran up in billions.

He then entered the entertainment industry two years ago and made it to Hollywood where he won an Academy Award and was selected to be one of the most influential actors in Hollywood by the judges for two consecutive years.

Mike’s achievements today were inseparable from his personal trainer, McNash.

Skadi found it hard to believe when Nash said he was McNash.

"It doesn’t matter if he’s McNash or not. If he says he is, then I believe him.”

Hera nodded resolutely. She did not believe that Nash would lie to her. There was no need for him to do so either. He would still be her fiance even if he did not have all these titles.

Skadi felt Hera's forehead. "Hera, did Nash brainwash you or something? McNash is almost 80 years old. We don’t even know if he’s still alive or not. Besides, how old was Nash four or five years ago?"

She really could not connect Nash with McNash.

"Then, do you believe him?" Hera asked with a smile.

"I-I should!”

Skadi recalled the assassin she encountered at the Lees' residence before. The assassin had managed to disguise himself as Mr. Lee, and even his family did not notice that he was a fake.

Perhaps Nash also had the ability to disguise himself like that?

At the moment, Bianca was delivering punch after punch into the focus pad on Nash's right hand.

"That’s not hard enough! Put everything into it!” Nash said sternly while his right hand remained motionless as if it were frozen with the focus pad.

Bianca exerted her entire strength into the focus pad through the combination punches that Nash had shown her just now. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, his right hand remained unmoved.

A storm began brewing in Bianca’s chest. Although the power behind her own fists was not comparable to Black Widow’s, she still could deliver about 400 pounds with each punch she delivered.

Even the gold medal coach she had hired before did not dare let her use her full power. Despite this, this weak-looking man in front of her was able to keep completely still when she was already punching with everything she got.

"Too slow!" Nash said again and then started shaking the focus pad.

"Left!