My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 1810

Nalarov was 35 this year, but he had been in control of Capiton’s underground forces for eight years. With the Petro family’s support, no one had been able to challenge his status as the Dragon King of Capiton's underground. Over time, he developed an aura that could siphon the breath out of others.

Faced with Nalarov and his dark expression, the Mare family members present felt as if there was a huge stone pressing down on their chest.

Liam lowered his head, and James did not dare meet Nalarov’s gaze either. Yvonne's delicate body trembled slightly, and her small hands clutched the hem of her clothes in bewilderment. Cold sweat seeped from her palms.

Only Nash was calm and unruffled.

James snuck a glance at Nash and noticed the murderous intent emanating from his calm eyes. Instantly, he shuddered. Nash was not thinking about killing Nalarov, was he?

“Nash…” James called out, his voice hoarse. He sounded like he was trying to ask Nash to calm down.

However, it was as if Nash heard nothing as he immediately looked at Nalarov and asked, “So what if I was the one?”

Immediately, everyone trembled. James closed his eyes and laughed bitterly. Liam’s gaze also slowly dimmed. If he had known things at the Mare family would end up like this, he would have been better off living a quiet life in Jonford.

Yvonne's eyes darted around as she quietly took out her phone to contact Hera. Nash’s words also shocked the Petro family members who had arrived.

"This kid had the gall to hit Viktoria, yet he’s still so shameless now and speaking so boldly. Does he not know of the Petro family’s power?”

It took Nalarov a while to regain his composure before he fixed his fierce eyes on Nash. He laughed, but there was anger in his voice. "Alright, alright. It's been a long time since I got angry. You're the first to provoke me like this to my face in so long!"

Ever since he became the Dragon King, his name sent shivers through everyone who heard it. Forget a small family like the Mare family, even the Klein family and the Zuniga family did not dare provoke the Petro family so easily.

Today, however, someone was provoking him right in his face. How was he going to maintain his reputation as the Dragon King if he did not teach this kid a lesson?

Nalarov twisted his neck and asked the Profound Oriental Realm experts beside him, “Is he a martial artist?”