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My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1832
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Winter in Capiton was very cold for ordinary people.

Even Stellar, who stayed in the Northern Territory all year round, wore a black coat and a beige knitted scarf around his neck. His tall and sturdy frstood firm in the biting cold wind.

His hands were tucked into the wide pockets of his coat. His dark eyes were like a sheathed sword, calm but intimidating. Zeke hurried out, apanied by the Mares. They were all showing signs of excitement.

"Your visit is an honor, Colonel Orwell. I apologize for not weing you properly," Zeke said to Stellar with an apologetic look on his face, feeling extremely nervous.

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"No need for such courtesy, sir!" Stellar extended both hands to help Zeke up and added with a smile, "Nash is my friend. There's no need to be so formal with me." "Very well. Please,e inside for a cup of hot coffee!" Seeing Stellar's approachable demeanor, Zeke felt his nervousness start to ease.

Yvonne hid behind James as she looked at the legendary warrior with sparkling eyes.

The man before her was about six feet tall, with a clean-shaven face and a sturdy build that exuded a sense of security.

His short hair and the faint aura of heroism between his brows made him incredibly handsome.

Was this the colonel of the Northern Territory? The one whomanded hundreds of thousands of troops from the North Army? How handsome! Stellar noticed Yvonne's gaze and glanced at her briefly.

Yvonne's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, and she quickly hid further behind James.

He looked at her! He actually looked at her! Could it be that her stunning beauty had caught his attention? Yvonne's thoughts ran wild.

Stellar was older, but she liked older men. They were mature, stable, and caring. "Please, sir." Stellar made a polite gesture to indicate they should lead the way.

Not daring to be too forward, Zeke quickly said, "Colonel Orwell, please go ahead!" Stellar chuckled softly. Without further courtesy, he stepped forward to lead the way.

The Mare family members followed closely behind him.

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Back in the living room, Zeke invited Stellar to sit and then instructed the housekeeper to prepare coffee. As the housekeeper went to the kitchen, Yvonne hurried after her. "Petunia, lethandle this!" "Ms. Yvonne, you should sit and rest. This guest is very important, and we must not be negligent!" The housekeeper, who had worked for the Mares for over ten years, was aware of Stellar's high standing.

Anyone whom Zeke personally greeted with the entire family had to hold a high status. If Yvonne velget messed up, she couldn't bear the responsibility. en.kikistories "Oh, don't worry, Petunia. I've studied the art of abroadfee for three years .ne When ites to making coffee, I'm the best among the Mares!" en.kikistories Yvonne took the cup from Petunia's hands and took out a bottle of spring water from the storage cab.

"Such a stubborn child..." Petunia shook her head with a smile.

Knowing Yvonne's expertise in coffee, she felt reassured and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner instead.

Soon, Yvonne brought the freshly fee to the living r she poured out two met of fragrant Black Ivory Coffee en.kikistories "Colonel Orwell, please enjoy the coffee," Yvonne said sweetly as she placed the cup on the table in front of Stellar.

Stellar nodded and said, "Thank you!" Yvonne's face blushed again, finding Stellar so courteous.

To hide her embarrassment, she handed the other cup to Zeke. "Grandfather, enjoy your coffee too!" Zeke accepted the cup, his face beaming as he said to Stellar, "Colonel Orwell, please." Stellar did not insist on being polite. He picked up the cup and took a gentle sip.

The aroma of the coffee was rich and lingering, leaving a pleasant aftertaste that refreshed his senses.