My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1226

Chapter 1226 

He felt on the verge of tears. 

Since when had individuals who had achieved the Mystique Loyalty 

Realm become so common? 

No… they had to be here to attend the Southern Martial Alliance’s 

celebratory event. 

They were just spending the night at this hotel. 

That had to be it. 

“Hello, Mr. Calcraft. Hello, Warden!” 

Ash first greeted Nash before he greeted Artoile. 

He did this to tell Artoile that Nash held more importance than he did. 

“Hello, Mr. Calcraft. Hello, Warden!” 

Bertram did the same. 

“May peace be with you!” 

Even Jaxon clasped his hands together and nodded a greeting to 

Nash before he turned to Artoile. 

“Greetings, sir!” 

Yellow Crane took things slightly overboard. He fell to one knee to declare his loyalty to Nash. 

“Nashy, was someone bullying you just now?” 

Eric gave Qadry an unfriendly look. 

Qadry lost his nerve. His mouth went dry, and he gulped. 

What was going on? 

Were these men all Nash’s subordinates? 

He had just been trying to show off. 

Yet, Nash had summoned so many Mystique Loyalty Realm martial 

artists over? 

An ugly look also began forming on Artoile’s face. 

Sicard had summoned Qadry over so that they could assert their 

dominance. 

However, given how many of these men were more powerful than Qadry was, it seemed that the other party was the one who had successfully asserted their dominance. 

How awkward. 

How very, very awkward. 

Nash gave a slight smile. “Don’t worry about it. The Warden enjoy good party, so he’s invited everyone over for drinks!” 

“Thank you, Warden!” Everyone thanked Artoile in unison. 

They had not bothered showing him much respect just now because 

his subordinate had tried bullying Nash. 

Now, they were being respectful to him because Nash did not seem intent on holding a grudge. 

Artoile beamed as he said, “Please take a seat, everyone!” 

He might be smiling on the outside, but inwardly, he was crying. 

Sicard was going to get an earful from him later that evening. 

How dumb would he have to be to invite Qadry over so that they could get humiliated? 

Would the disciple of a great master be weak? 

Everyone took their seats. 

Qadry tentatively took a seat. 

Artoile gave Qadry a quick glance. “Nash has done me a great favor. You’re showing me disrespect by not showing him any respect. Don’t you think you should apologize to him?” 

Since Qadry had caused this conflict, it was up to him to resolve it. 

Four servers approached the table to pour everyone wine. 

Qadry picked up his glass as he got to his feet, a grimace appearing 

on his face as he said, “Nash, forgive me for my foolishness and 

disrespect. Please do not take it to heart. Shall we call it even after 

having this drink? I’ll drink to your health!” 

He downed the contents of his glass in one go after finishing his 

sentence. 

“Sure thing…” 

Nash did not get to his feet, but he also downed the contents of his 

glass.