My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 752

Chapter 752 

Nash picked up his tray and walked over to the table where the 

woman who suggested getting chowder was sitting. She was 

watching a video while enjoying her meal, bursting into laughter at 

times. 

When she saw Nash approaching, she immediately put away her phone and asked, “Are you a supplier or a company executive?” 

“Executive,” Nash replied. 

Taking a seat on the chilly chair, Nash glanced at the woman’s tray 

and noticed that she had poured chowder over the mashed potatoes. 

The woman grinned. “It’s the first time I’ve seen a manager come to 

this floor of the cafeteria.” 

Her tone was normal, but Nash felt it was unusually grating. 

Frankie approached them with two bowls of chowder and placed one 

in front of Nash. Nash took a sip from the stainless steel bowl, and 

his expression immediately darkened. 

It was so salty. 

He turned to look at the other employees relishing their meals at their 

tables. 

Nash took a determined gulp and then swallowed forcefully. 

Frankie picked up a piece of chicken breast, chewed it slowly, and swallowed. He grew up in a poverty-stricken village and had even 

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chewed on tree bark in his early years. 

Although he had earned quite a bit of money in recent years, he remained true to his original aspirations and worked hard without 

acting as though he was superior to others. 

Nash stirred the chowder with his spoon. Besides some parsley, there was nothing else in it. 

The woman across from him could not help but chuckle. “Don’t be surprised, it’s all about creativity and skills. Just a spoonful of fresh 

milk can make it better.” 

Nash said nothing and just picked up his cutlery to eat. The potatoes were hard, practically undercooked. He had to pour the chowder into the potatoes and mix them to make it more palatable. 

“Let’s call the manager of the Life Department to join us for lunch,” Nash said while digging into his food. 

Frankie mulled over his suggestion. “He might find an excuse to 

decline.” 

“Give me his phone number. I’ll invite him myself,” Nash said sternly 

Employees from the Inspection Department all held managerial positions, and their authority surpassed all other departments in the company. They even had the power to investigate the CEO. 

“Mr. Hughes suggested that you keep your identity confidential,” 

Frankie reminded. 

Nash nodded, saying, “I’ll first approach him as a regular member of the Inspection Department.” 

Hearing that, Frankie took out his phone and dialed the number of the 

manager of the Life Department. The call was quickly answered. Hello, Mr. Jenkins!” 

Frankie chuckled. “Mr. Schwartz, have you eaten? I’d like to invite you. 

for a meal.” 

Arnauld Schwartz remained silent for a moment before he smiled and 

asked, “You want to treat me to a meal? Mr. Jenkins, are you planning 

to investigate me?” 

Having no substantial interaction with the Legal Department, Arnauld 

found it strange to be invited for a meal by the manager of the Legal 

Department.