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My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1863
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After knocking on the door, Nalakov entered with Viktoria and Nalagov in tow. Nalakov approached with concern. "Nalarov..." Hearing his eldest brother's voice, Nalarov's eyes brightened with emotion. "Nalakov, you're finally back!" Nalakov's expression darkened. "Damn that Nash, he deserves to die!" Nalagov was also furious and roared, "Nalarov, lie down and rest. I'll find someone to avenge you!" He fumbled with his phone as he attempted to dial a number in agitation.

Nalarov shook his head. "Nalagov, don't think about avenging me. Nash isn't someone we can handle." Viktoria added, "He's right. Even the governor couldn't beat Nash!" "Are we just going to let this go? The Petro family has always been the one stepping down on others. When did it becsomeone else's turn to bully us?" Nalagov insisted indignantly.

Nalarov replied gravely, "A small kindness overlooked can lead to great chaos. Nash is supposed to attend the Kleins' birthday banquet today. I heard from their people that they have four top-tier experts ready to kill him.” Nalagov's eyes lit up as he thought of something. "Well, that's convenient. We'll just have the Klein family be the one who gets you revenge!" Nalarov sighed deeply. "That may be our only option." He had already given up on seeking revenge against Nash. If the Klein family could eliminate him, it would be for the best. If not, he would have to avoid Nash in the future.

Just then, Nalakov received a call from their grandfather, Chekov, who instructed him to attend the birthday banquet.

Nalakov's pupils contracted violently. He thought he had misheard and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, what did you just say?" On the other end of the phone, Chekov repeated firmly, "You are to attend the Klein family's birthday banquet!" Nalakov froze in place. Him, attending the Klein family's banquet? Was this skind of joke? The Klein family had sent out five invitations to the Petro family, but all of them were directed at the most authoritative elders of the Klein family. As a junior with such low seniority, what would the Klein family's patriarch think of him attending their banquet? Content belongs to en.kikistoriesHowever, that was just his first concern. Nash was also attending the banquet. There was bound to be a bloody battle between Nash and the Klein family. In a clash between experts at the Profound Oriental Realm, even residual power could cause a bloodbath. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesWas his grandfather sending him to his death by insisting he attend the Klein family's banquet? "Do I have to go?" Nalakov asked.

"You must," Chekov replied with solemnity. "Nalakov, you're my pride. I believe you'll cout of this unscathed." With those words, Chekov ended the call abruptly and turned off his phone.

Nalakov's expression turned extremely grim. Seeing his expression, Nalagov asked, "Nalakov, who called you? Why do you look so troubled?" Nalakov stared at Nalagov with reddened eyes and rested his hands on his shoulders. "Grandpa wants you go to the banquet in his place." Content belongs to en.kikistoriesNalagov was momentarily stunned. "Me... Why me?"