My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 337

Nash was not only working for the Youngs but was very likely a direct descendant.

Fabian seemed intent on handing over Universal Foundation to Nash’s control.

Thinking of this, Sheldon immediately reached for his phone to make a call.

“It’s too late…”

Duncan spoke softly, his expression a tad desolate.

Even at this juncture, his grandfather had not realized his mistakes.

“It’s not too late... We can mobilize all our forces and kill them all…”

Sheldon declared confidently.

Duncan took out his phone and showed Sheldon a video he had recorded from upstairs.

Streets in Jonford were teeming with hundreds of patrol cars, their sirens blaring.

“No matter how powerful the Ten Families are, would they dare to oppose the political world?”

“If we don’t kill Nash and Fabian today, our family will be doomed tomorrow!” Sheldon’s face contorted with rage.

“If you continue down this path, the Duersons will truly be doomed. Only by helping Nash keep this secret can the Duersons have a chance of survival!”

“But... But I killed so many of the Youngs... He won’t spare me!” By now, Sheldon had completely believed Duncan’s words.

“Grandfather... Hand the control of the Duersons over to me. I have a way to protect the Duersons!”

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When Nash and Melody met up with Fabian, they were already at Jonford People’s Hospital.

Hundreds of inspectors and special security personnel had cordoned off the entire hospital.

All the patients had been transferred to Jonford Second Hospital.

Could it be that he was bisexual?

Inside the office, Nash and Fabian sat facing each other.

Frankie stood respectfully behind Fabian.

Nash frowned and said, “The Lees are generally trustworthy. That pilot was most likely a spy planted by another major family!”

Frankie nodded. “Exactly. Deceit between families is quite common!”

He had sensed suspicion from Fabian’s tone during their previous phone call.

Had the truth finally come to light now?

Fabian gently stroked Foxy’s fluffy head while deep in thought. Foxy rested its chin on Fabian’s arm, comfortably squinting its eyes.

“Mr. Hughes, did you also bring the inheritance document from the foundation?” Frankie asked cautiously.