My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 851

Chapter 851 

Mireille shook off Duncan’s hand expressionlessly and said, “Don’t 

touch me.” 

Duncan embraced Mireille tightly and whispered, “Mireille, Nash and I are archenemies. He is a calamity in my life. Please understand, 

Mireille!” 

Mireille’s body stiffened. “What kind of hatred do you harbor for him that you have to fight him to the death?” she asked curiously. 

Duncan fell silent. “Come inside first, and I’ll tell you about my past,” 

he said and then held Mireille’s delicate and innocent hand. 

Mireille wanted to resist but in the end, held his hand gently. 

When they entered the living room, Duncan said to the bodyguards in the room, “It’s getting late, you guys can go rest for the night.” 

The bodyguards exchanged glances, then walked out of the villa’s 

living room. 

At the door, one of them said, “Boss looks to be in a good mood tonight. He’s letting us off the night shift.” 

The other chuckled. “Why not? You think he wants us getting in the 

way of him picking up girls?” 

The middle-aged leader sneered. “The boss means for us to go find 

Brian!” 

The other two looked at each other and then shook their heads with 

siahs. 

blovwonder the captain could earn a monthly galatary of five hundred thousand; his ability to read between the lines was something they 

hould never learn in their lifetime. 

ncwan sat on the sofa, holding Mireille in his arms, and began to tell 

about his past. 

Tannered croup Pharmacy, Brian was up all night on duty grand tad Ben disisamcted when he was taking a patient’s pulse beforere 

irry weesinc chair outside, smoking, cigarette butts littering there 

ound.cl 

ddenly, three o acck BMWs came to a stop in front of these 

stablisisman add a group of well-dressed bodyguards surrounded 

irry. 

he middle-aged mainaamong then who was the leader looked down 

Larry and asked, dAre govo u Larry?” 

irry stood up and said.dWhorere you people?” 

he man kicked Larry in the alatuomen, i’m the one asking the 

estions!” Larry clutched his sistomach, his face turning ashen. 

he middle-aged bodyguard grafiterary by the collar and lifted m. “Answer my question.” 

es, I am Larry Lowell!” Larry replied with gritted teeth. 

o you like Mireille Tanner?” the maraasiked again. 

Chap 851 

“Yes!” Larry responded with his head held high. 

The middle-aged bodyguard smiled faintly. “You’re not allowed to like her anymore. Do you understand what I mean?” 

Larry stared at the middle-aged bodyguard. “Who are you people?” he 

asked, only to be slapped across the face. 

“Do you get what I’m saying?” 

Larry retorted angrily, “I don’t! No one can stop me from liking her!” 

The middle-aged bodyguard ruthlessly kicked Larry in the groin. Larry 

curled up on the ground like a cooked shrimp, hands wrapped over his