My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 872

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If the yaraping he had done was to get them to make wayy 

Why had theviot gotten his hint? 

Oh, right rightht QQuick make way!” 

he drivers numeryly got into their cars and rewed their engines.s 

he cars in the middle of the road swerved to the sides. 

taxi driver grabbed tins walkie-talkie and told his contacts to move 

heir cars. 

drone flying through the air papture the scene and transmitted the e 

potage back to Jonford’s realmae observation room. 

the newsroom… 

enji was reporting on the dots happening all across Jonford. 

he crowds protesting on the sirens.. 

hen, there were scenes of the inspection Office sending out 

ispection officers to maintain order. 

uddenly, one of the assistants raced inland said, “Ms. Benji eceived footage of a weird phenomenon. All the drivers in Jon 

re making way for the driver of a sports cart 

enji pushed her glasses up her nose and said delay the footage 

mediately!” 

pon, the footage cut over to the live feed, and it was piplayed in real- 

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time on countless televisions in countless Jonford homes. 

Everyone was curious. 

Why were these cars making way for a McLaren? 

Who was the young man driving that McLaren? 

“Give us some commentary, Ms. Benji!” 

The assistant whispered. 

Benji furrowed her elegant brows together. “What sort of commentary should I be giving? Is this fast and furious?” 

What was she supposed to say when she did not even know what 

was happening yet? She couldn’t just discuss how much the McLaren 

cost, could she? 

Just then, the assistant’s phone rang. 

The caller on the other end of the line was the martial artist who had stood on top of the car and yelled earlier. 

He told the assistant everything about Nash and the McLare 

Benji’s earpiece was connected to that phone, and she was 

after hearing that explanation. 

What was going on? 

Nash was going to fight The Swordsman? 

Was he filming a movie? 

As an avid watcher of livestreams, Benji soon got a hold of her 

emotions and began speaking. “The man driving the McLaren we see 

on screen now is ssh Calcraft. Netizens have kindly supplied uss 

with information thna: Nash is heading to Sigur Cliff to fight a peak 

expert named The Swordsmando pacity the unrest in Jonford… 

To all drivers. I woulddikkeno ask a favor. Upon hearing this message. 

blease make way for a puuri-cciored McLaren with the car plate 

JA888888! 

Nervousness bubbled within teen as she conveyed that message. 

She knew not many pecole would bebeve what she had just said, and 

hat it might even affect the sapna sewership. 

f that happened, she would be greed mom her job. 

Sure enough, the CEO of Jonford TVShaponicst his temper. 

He threw his coffee mug away and samassnec is keyboard. 

What’s wrong with Benji today?” 

Is she sleepwalking?” 

Does she know how many people are watcoiningnisis livestream?” 

The CEO was so angry that he nearly had an aneurysm. “Stop vestream immediately, and have her speak to mee backstage! 

Bithhe number of viewers on the live stream has sussinncrease 

BAA behind-the-scenes employee exclaimed. 

Biwwe’ve begun trending online!”