My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 851

Mireille shook off Duncan's hand expressionlessly and said, "Don't touch me.”

Duncan embraced Mireille tightly and whispered, "Mireille, Nash and I are archenemies. He is a calamity in my life. Please understand, Mireille!"

Mireille's body stiffened. "What kind of hatred do you harbor for him that you have to fight him to the death?" she asked curiously.

Duncan fell silent. "Come inside first, and I'll tell you about my past,” he said and then held Mireille's delicate and innocent hand.

Mireille wanted to resist but in the end, held his hand gently.

When they entered the living room, Duncan said to the bodyguards in the room, "It's getting late, you guys can go rest for the night.”

The bodyguards exchanged glances, then walked out of the villa's living room.

At the door, one of them said, "Boss looks to be in a good mood tonight. He’s letting us off the night shift.”

The other chuckled. "Why not? You think he wants us getting in the way of him picking up girls?”

The middle-aged leader sneered. "The boss means for us to go find Brian!"

The other two looked at each other and then shook their heads with sighs.

No wonder the captain could earn a monthly salary of five hundred thousand; his ability to read between the lines was something they could never learn in their lifetime.

Duncan sat on the sofa, holding Mireille in his arms, and began to tell her about his past.

...

At Tanner Group Pharmacy, Brian was up all night on duty and had been distracted when he was taking a patient’s pulse before.

Larry was in a chair outside, smoking, cigarette butts littering the ground.

Suddenly, three black BMWs came to a stop in front of the establishment and a group of well-dressed bodyguards surrounded Larry.

The middle-aged man among them who was the leader looked down at Larry and asked, "Are you Larry?"

The middle-aged bodyguard ruthlessly kicked Larry in the groin. Larry curled up on the ground like a cooked shrimp, hands wrapped over his groin. The bodyguard went up toward the pharmacy, leaving the others behind to continue beating Larry.

"What... What are you doing?" Brian roared angrily as he slammed his hands on the table and stood up.

The middle-aged bodyguard narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where's Mireille?"

Unable to contain his anger, Brian roared once again, "Who are you people, and how dare you commit battery?”

The middle-aged bodyguard sneered, "You've seen yourself what I’ll do. I don't like to ask questions twice!"

Brian took a deep breath, stammering, "She... she ran out!"

The middle-aged bodyguard furrowed his brow in confusion, "At this time?”

Brian sighed, "We had an argument, and then she ran out. I don't know where she went!"