My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 963

Nash noticed Zachary's interest and continued, "You should know that I recently broke through to the Mystique Loyalty Realm because I refined the Golden Onyx Pill. As long as you work for me for ten years, I can refine a sixth-grade Oriental Condensing Pill for you!"

A sixth-grade Oriental Condensing Pill could effortlessly help someone at the peak of the Mystique Loyalty Realm break through to the Profound Oriental Realm.

Zachary did not question the truthfulness of Nash's words. Ever since he broke through to the Mystique Loyalty Realm, he had researched this type of pill in ancient texts.

Nash's ability to break through to the Mystique Loyalty Realm at his age and slay The Swordsman proved that he was indeed skilled in alchemy.

Zachary took a deep breath, his cold eyes fixed on Nash as he said, "Release Lindon.”

Despite the temptation, Zachary chose to repay Dominic for saving his life. He had to rescue Lindon.

Nash shook his head. "That won’t be happening.”

Zachary snorted coldly and reached a hand out toward Melody. A boundless force pulled Melody toward him.

He grabbed Melody by the neck and said slowly, "I'll order you one more time, release him…"

Nash's face turned pale. He stood up and said, "Let her go. We can discuss this!"

Zachary smirked as he increased the pressure on Melody's neck. Melody's pupils began to dilate.

Nash's face twisted in rage. "Zachary, if you dare harm her in the slightest, I'll make sure you'll have nowhere to bury your dead body!"

Zachary chuckled lightly. "Mr. Calcraft, do you think I'm easily frightened?"

Melody slid out a dagger from her right sleeve and held it vertically.

"Melody..." Nash's pupils suddenly contracted. He flicked a golden needle into Melody's right shoulder.

Melody's right hand went limp, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Zachary kicked the dagger, caught it in his left hand, and pressed it against Melody's heart. "Since you're determined to die, let me help you!"

Just as Zachary was about to act, a member of the Green Bamboo Association came in and said, “Mr. Holt.”