My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 854

Chapter 854 

Duncan had learned from his conversation with Mireille earlier that 

Larry was her college classmate. After graduating, Larry has been 

helping out at the Tanner Group Pharmacy. Mireille admitted that 

Larry had been pursuing her, but she considered him only as a 

brother. Now that his men had crippled Larry, Duncan was sure that Mireille would be angry. 

“Boss… I…” 

“Never mind, she’ll be mine soon anyway. Use your brain more in the future!” Duncan angrily hung up the phone. 

At that moment, Mireille’s phone screen lit up beside the pillow. 

Duncan picked up the phone and tried to unlock it. Surprisingly, there was no password set. It was a text message from Brian: [Mireille, come back quickly. I was wrong. I shouldn’t have scolded you!] 

Duncan closed the message, checked the call logs, and found no significant contact between Mireille and Nash’s side. When he investigated Mireille secretly back then, he found out that she ha visited Royal Bay twice to deliver herbs but quickly left afterward. 

Leaning against the headboard, Duncan went through Mireille’s photo 

album. It contained many sensual photos of Mireille, but they were 

not explicit. Looking at Mireille’s gentle and sweet smile, Duncan gently closed his eyes. 

The bathroom door opened. Duncan immediately exited the photo 

gallery and placed the phone back in its original position. 

Chapter 251 

Wrapped in a towel, Mireille shyly made her way toward the bed. Her pure white shoulders were exposed and resembled flawless marble under the gentle light. Biting her lip, she slowly opened her arms. The towel slipped to the floor. 

Duncan’s head felt like it had exploded at the sight of her perfect 

body. How was her figure so flawless? There was no hint of excess 

flesh on her slender waist and the skin was so delicate. The woman 

before him was beyond what perfection was. 

The man’s gaze upon her was intense. He swallowed hard and pulled. Mireille onto the bed, pouncing on her like a ravenous beast. 

It was… a night of passionate indulgence. 

The next day, morning sunlight shone through the curtain’s seams, illuminating Mireille’s face. They were marked with tear stains. 

She slowly opened her eyes, and her once clear and vibrant gaze appeared unusually dim. The warmth and sweetness that used to 

grace her face were now replaced with a coldness. 

Duncan’s arm that was draped over her tightened slightly. Mireille’s expression softened as she turned toward him and gently kissed his 

lips. Then, she nestled in his embrace like a little cat. 

The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he held the soft, fragrant 

beauty in his arms. “Want to sleep a bit more?” he asked lazily, voice 

magnetic. 

The woman in his arms trembled slightly before she lifted her head to glance at Duncan. She quickly looked back down, her voice as soft as 

she whispered, “You… you’re awake too?” 

Her voice was delightful, tender, charming, and ever so slightly 

enchanting. It was clear and loud yet gentle and soft. Coupled with the shy expression on her face, Duncan’s desire flared up instantly. 

Feeling the warmth on her legs, Mireille blushed so hard as if the 

veins in her face had burst. 

Breath hot and quick, Duncan hoarsely asked, “Mireille, can we go