My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61 

Stellar was taken aback when she saw the soft and delicate interior of the room. 

He immediately whipped his head around to face Nash. 

At that moment, Nash had already changed into a black outfit. 

He was wearing a white mask with a weird smiling face on it. 

A terrifying chill ran up Stellar’s back. 

Stellar had fought in the war before and had experienced too many life-and-death situations to count. Yet, subject to his bloodlust, he could not help but shiver. 

The Smiling Grim Reaper! 

He truly lived up to his reputation! 

“Let’s go…” 

Nash pulled up his hood and appeared in front of Stellar in a blink of an eye. 

Stellar was startled again and led Nash to the outside of the estate. 

The black Cullinan was parked by the side of the road. 

When the two of them got into the car, the driver stepped on the accelerator and they left in a flash. 

Stellar warned, “The Blood Fiends sent out eight people, they’ll be amongst the birthday banquet. You must protect the Warden!” 

Nash replied coldly, “This isn’t my first time protecting someone. You don’t need to tell me what to do!” 

There was a voice changer in his mask so Nash’s voice seemed deeper. 

This deep voice carried a strong sense of fear and mystery. 

Stellar lightly said, “Kid, you’re the first one who dares to speak to me that way…” 

Nash glanced at Stellar over his shoulder. 

Stellar immediately shut up. 

In the past few days, he found out Nash’s identity as the White Grim Reaper. 

First on the Dark Web Killer List. 

Ninth on the Blood List. 

Seventy-two missions. 

Failed none. 

All the people he killed were murderers on the red list. 

Stellar felt like he was facing the Warden when facing this honorable Grim Reaper. 

One hour later. 

At the Jonford Private Estate. 

Outside the estate, there was a guard three steps apart from each other and a sentry every five steps apart. 

A large number of armed special armored vehicles patrolled back and forth. 

Drones were hovering in the sky and snipers were lurking in the dark. 

The whole estate was so guarded to the point that not even a mosquito could get in. 

At the estate’s entrance. 

The Head of the Martial Arts Association – Zakariah, the Chief of the Jonford Inspection Office, and Grant Zell from the wealthy family of Jonford were gathered together. 

“Is the Smiling Grim Reaper really that terrifying?” 

An expression of disbelief appeared on Grant’s face when he heard Zakariah’s introduction.