My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 613

Chapter 613 

Several buildings past the back door of the main hall led to a resting 

area. At this moment, in the room where the bishop was located, 

more than 20 bodyguards clad in black were standing with their 

hands behind their backs. 

In front of them stood a white-haired old man with a dragon-headed cane in his hand. Beside the old man was a middle-aged person dressed in a suit, who happened to be the person in charge of the 

Mount Warner scenic area. 

The venerable bishop, in his 70s, was wearing a robe. He had a string. 

of prayer beads in his hand as he sat on a mahogany-made high- 

backed chair. 

“Bishop, this is Mr. Dominic Carter, the chairman of the Green 

Bamboo Association. He has come to pick up Lindon,” said the 

person in charge respectfully. 

Mount Warner had become a scenic area all thanks to the bishop’s 

efforts. Purple Church was now able to earn money from offerings 

well as make a substantial profit from ticket sales on the project. 

side. It was truly mutually beneficial cooperation. 

“He caused trouble outside a few days ago. According to the church’s rules, he must be punished with 80 strokes before he can leave,” the bishop said slowly, his voice old and hoarse. 

A troubled expression crossed the person in charge’s face. “While rules may be rigid, people ought to be flexible. Lindon hails from a distinguished background. How can he endure such punishment?” 

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Standing next to the bishop, a priest coldly spoke up, “Rules are rules. Äre rules even rules if they can be changed arbitrarily?” 

This person was a martial priest of the church, possessing the power 

of the mid-level Profound Reality Realm. 

Mount Warner had been transformed into a tourist attraction, causing 

significant damage to the ecological environment. Moreover, the annual dividends were unevenly distributed, and the church was 

dissatisfied with this situation. 

Now, the person in charge had come to them for help, even asking the 

bishop to disregard the rules of the church. Such a request was a 

show of a lack of respect for the church. 

“Mortimer, I’m talking to your bishop. Do you have the right to 

interrupt?” The person in charge of the scenic area’s face was as dark 

as it was cold. 

Despite being an executive in the business world, he was willing to speak to the bishop with courtesy. However, Mortimer’s impertinence. is beyond tolerance. 

Mortimer himself was a fiery person. When he noticed the increasingly unfriendly tone of the person in charge, his temper instantly flared. “Is my mouth not on my face? Why can’t I speak?” 

“Damned priest. Did I say you could talk, huh?” The person in charge rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to get physical. 

Mortimer sneered and took two steps forward. Dealing with ant ordinary person like him would be as easy as just lifting a finger. 

At this moment, Dominic tapped his dragon-headed cane on the 

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ground and coldly said, “Without rules, there is no order. The reason. 

why the Green Bamboo Association has come this far is because we adhere to the rules. Everything should be done according to the bishop’s will!” 

The aura of an underground tycoon was undeniably evident in 

Dominic. At the man’s words, the person in charge of the scenic area 

respectfully replied, “As expected of a great boss who knows that 

rules are meant to be adhered to!” 

Mortimer glared at the person in charge of the scenic area disdainfully, finding his sycophantic behavior utterly shameless. Hist 

ingratiating behavior showed a lack of decency. The bishop turned 

and said, “Mortimer, go and bring Lindt over!” 

“Yes, Bishop!” Mortimer bowed slightly before turning around and 

making his way toward the rear hall.