My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chatper 392

Chapter 392

A visible sonic wave repelled Sawyer.

Sawyer’s knees slammed into the ground, creating a two-meter wide crater in the asphalt road surrounded by

spiderweb-like cracks.

The cold-faced youth gasped, realizing the deadly consequence if that hit had landed on him!

Sawyer tilted his head, peering into the darkness at the end of the road.

The pitch black revealed nothing.

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“Who’s there… Show yourself!”

Sawyer shouted with fiery eyes.

Yet, there was no response.

Who was it?

Who could it be?

The Skyes could not possibly have such an expert.

Who else was protecting Hera?

“Playing hide and seek with me? I will find you…”

Seeming deranged, Sawyer vanished like a wraith into the street.

The cold-faced youth exhaled deeply, his demeanor instantly deflated.

On the eighth floor of the hotel, Hera hid behind the curtains, pointing her phone toward the street outside.

She was video-calling Nash.

The recent sonic explosion had caught Nash’s attention, prompting her to show him the situation outside.

“Is it over?” Hera asked with a gulp.

It was no wonder the families in Capiton were so powerful.

The martial artists here were vastly superior to those in Jonford.

“It’s over,” Nash replied absentmindedly.

Sawyer Ford!

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This was the martial prodigy once praised by Nash’s master.

Seven years ago, Sawyer had suffered a backlash due to over-practicing, and the master had expressed his regrets

for him multiple times.

Hera took her phone to the bed, voicing her concerns, “I’ll take my parents and leave for home tomorrow. Capiton

is too dangerous!”

“That’s a wise choice,” Nash responded with a smile.

Hera yawned, “It’s late… I need to sleep now.”

Nash softly replied, “Goodnight, baby.”