My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 777

“Master… Master Nash…”

Atlas immediately got up from the couch with a nervous look on his face.

“Where’s your master?”

Nash asked calmly.

A strained smile tugged on the corners of Atlas’ lips. “He… He’s gone to bed…”

Nash looked up the stairs, a glint appearing in his eyes.

Eric had taken off his clothes and was sitting cross-legged on the bed. Clouds of black fog surrounded his body, and there were hints of gold-colored lights inside the fog.

Nash’s eyebrows knitted themselves together even more tightly.

He had already guessed Eric would be no match for the ghoul, but he had not expected him to get hurt.

Given Eric’s skills, even if he could not defeat it, he would have been able to escape with the help of a talisman.

Unless he had been so headstrong he decided to take on the ghoul himself.

Nash was confident the second possibility was what had happened.

Eric had a huge ego.

He must have wanted to defeat a ghoul by himself so that he could earn bragging rights.

Ghouls were chock full of ghoul poison, which was extremely toxic. Getting bitten or scratched would result in immediate infection.

Eric had mastered the Nine Breath Profound Technique, which would allow him to gain control of the ghoul poison. He should be able to deal with things by himself.

The fact Atlas was lying to him proved that Eric did not want him to know he was injured. Instead of calling their bluff, Nash sat on the couch and chuckled. “He must be exhausted from his travels today, given how early he’s gone to bed today!”

Atlas desperately wanted to tell the truth, but he was worried his master would scold him. Hence, he had no choice but to continue lying to Nash. He chuckled awkwardly as he nodded and said, “Yes… That’s right… He was preoccupied the entire afternoon!”

Winnie swallowed the rest of her banana and tossed the peel into the trash can before mumbling, “I’ll go make you guys some tea…”

Atlas gave Winnie’s back a dirty look as she walked away.

This woman had no sense of boundaries. Those who did not know better might even think she was the actual owner of the house.

“I’m going to use the restroom."

Nash got up and headed toward the kitchen.

Atlas lit another cigarette and began puffing on it.

Jesebel was making fish filets in the kitchen.