My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chatper 468

Chapter 468

“Don’t overthink it. I need to fill my time with meaningful things, and being the security manager in your company

is just too idle of a job.”

“Then can’t you just stay at the company and-”

Nash covered Hera’s mouth before she could finish her sentence.

Not knowing where to rest her hands, Hera ended up pressing them against Nash’s chest.

Nash smiled wickedly. “Say another word and I’ll have my way with you right now!”

“Hmph, I won’t talk to you anymore!”

Hera turned away from Nash, but his hot body pressed against her back the next second. His strong and powerful

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hands reached around her from behind. His warm, masculine breath sprayed over her ear as he whispered, “Wifey,

it’s time to sleep. No more overthinking!”

His deep and magnetic voice sent shivers down Hera’s spine, making her feel weak all over. As Nash’s hands

moved upward, she quickly pressed down on them and said, “Alright, I’m not angry anymore. Let’s go to sleep!”

With a slight smile on his lips, Nash closed his eyes slowly.

In the evening, Finn, Bradley, and the lot of them drove into Jonesville in a convoy.

After nearly half a month of hard work, they were finally going home. They had relieved smiles on their faces.

“Grandpa, how much did we make this time?” Nico asked cheerfully.

Bradley had a cigarette in his hand. He flicked the ash out of the car window and said with a laugh, “About four

billion or so!”

“F-Four billion?” Nico swallowed hard. “You’ve been tomb raiding all your life and only managed to accumulate ten

billion. Yet, we’ve made four billion this time?”

Bradley smiled and replied, “In the past, 80% of our profits were taken by the Young family, and the remaining 20%

were then divided among the hundred or so members of the Tomb Whisperer Lineage.

“So, the amount we could actually get was quite limited. If it wasn’t for me being a senior member of the Tomb

Whisperer Lineage, I wouldn’t have even accumulated ten billion!”

“80%? Nash’s clan was really taking too much. That’s all hard-earned money from your life and death missions!”

Nico grumbled.

Bradley slapped Nico on the head. “You little rabbit, what do you know?”

“Grandpa, you’re hitting my head again!”

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Nico covered his head and looked at his grandfather aggrievedly. “I’m only speaking the truth. You guys were out

there risking your lives while they were just sitting there enjoying the benefits and taking the lion’s share!”

Bradley raised his hand again.

Seeing that he was about to get slapped again, Nico hurriedly said, “I’ll be quiet. Please don’t hit me!”

Bradley withdrew his hand and then explained seriously, “You can think of the Tomb

Whisperer Lineage as a business in the past. We were both employees and shareholders. Those in the management

level had more shares, while the others had fewer. The earnings from each mission resulted in different levels of

dividends.

“We gave 80% of our profits to the Tomb Whisperer Lineage because it’s a rule when one enters the Tomb

Whisperer Lineage to not forget those who have helped you. Our unique skills all come from the Tomb Whisperer

Lineage, so it’s only fair for them to get a larger share.