My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 749

Chapter 749 

Nash said. “Let’s talk business. I found a Ghoul Evil on my 

housekeeper just now.” Nash had come to Eric regarding this matter. 

Eric’s eyes instantly narrowed. “Ghoul Evil?” 

As a top-tier Path practitioner, of course, he knew what Ghoul Evil was. However, Ghoul Evil could only be cultivated in places with heavy dark energy. How did it appear in a bustling city? 

“I suspect this Ghoul Evil to be the work of Peter Sontag!” Nash lifted 

the teacup on the table and took a sip. 

Eric’s gaze shifted to the view under Winnie’s skirt. Crossing his legs casually, he absent-mindedly said, “What do you plan to do about it?” 

Nash replied, “What else can I do? Of course, I have to get rid of it.” 

“Sure, sure…” Eric gulped. 

Nash noticed Eric’s sidelong glance at Winnie and could not help but 

find it amusing. This guy was still as lecherous as ever. However, he 

would, at most, only indulge in some eye candy or maybe let his hand 

loose a little. 

Eric practiced the Nine Breath Profound Technique. He could not break through to the Mystique Loyalty Realm before breaking his 

virginity. That was why he never had a girlfriend even though he was 

already in his 30s. 

Regaining his composure, Eric said in a deep voice, “Ghoul Evil is 

affected by the ghoul it comes from. If the ghoul dies, the evil will go 

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berserk and those who have been contaminated by it will die.” 

Nash smiled. “So, we need to find a way to eliminate every trace of 

Ghoul Evil.” 

Eric recalled Nash and Johnathan’s joint effort in slaying a thousand- year-old ghoul. He nodded and said, “Shall we go find those who have been infected by Ghoul Evil now?” 

“Yes, we’ll locate those individuals during the day and cleanse them of Ghoul Evil. We’ll go after the ghoul together at night!” 

“That’s simple. I can ask the five to help!” Eric declared confidently. 

Nash took out his phone and glanced at it. It was ten in the morning. He had gotten about ten unread messages and seven or eight missed calls, most of them from Fabian and Frankie. They probably wanted him to report to the Universal Group urgently. 

Nash sighed inwardly. Why did he have so much to deal with every day? 

He then stood up and said, “I’ll leave this challenging task to you. I’ll come look for you tonight!.” 

As he walked past Winnie, he lowered his head, glanced at her neckline, and mumbled to himself, “Just like a white dove, exquisite 

and snow-white.” 

Eric looked at Atlas with a frustrated expression. “Is your 

grandmaster suggesting that we handle it?” 

Atlas nodded. “Seems like it.” 

After leaving the villa, Nash called Fabian, and there was a hint of 

anger in his voice. “Do you ever carry your phone with you?”