My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182 

“Dad…” 

Harrison and Lauren immediately ran to the bed. Hubert and his family did the same. 

After a moment, cries and wails sounded from the ward. 

In an enormous luxurious private estate in Capiton that was comparable to ten ordinary communities, the tallest villa there was nine stories high. 

The sky was bright. A thin figure wearing a smiling mask jumped directly from the ground to the balcony on the ninth floor. 

The old man with silver hair lying on the luxurious big bed in the bedroom suddenly opened his eyes. 

The man with the smiling mask sat on a chair in the bedroom, his deep pupils locked on the old man who was looking at him. 

The old man frowned slightly. “Smiling Grim Reaper?” 

“You went too far in Jonford!” The man’s voice was dull but unusually clear with a faint hint of anger. 

The old man responded lightly, “It’s not your place to intervene in the Klein family’s affairs, no?” 

The man’s figure flickered before appearing in front of the old man in the blink of an eye. 

A blood-red diamond-shaped army dagger was pressed against the old man’s neck as the masked man replied, “If you continue to attack the Lewis family, I’ll kill you.” His tone was chilling. 

The old man eyed the dagger on his neck through the periphery of his vision and slowly inhaled before he said, “Herman is already dead. We won’t lay another hand on the Lewis family.” 

The Smiling Grim Reaper retracted his dagger when he heard this. Then, his figure disappeared out the window in a flash. 

In the next second, three middle-aged men in traditional suits instantly appeared in the old man’s bedroom, leaving afterimages. 

One of them quickly ran to the window but only managed to catch the Smiling Grim Reaper’s figure hundreds of meters away. 

“Sir, are you alright?” 

A middle-aged man with a mustache on his boxy face went before the old man’s window. 

The old man grazed his fingers across the wound on his neck and looked at the bright red blood on his skin as he replied, “I’m fine.” 

The middle-aged man with a boxy face frowned and said, “Who was that person just now? They don’t seem to be weak.” 

The old man replied lightly, “That’s the Smiling Grim Reaper.” 

The square-faced man frowned. “What is he doing here?” 

The old man laughed. “He wants us to let go of the Lewis family.” 

The man scoffed. “He’s just the Smiling Grim Reaper. Just who does he think he is?” 

The old man looked at the square-faced man with ridicule on his face. “He almost killed me right under your nose and still you look down on him?” 

The man’s expression fell as he immediately lowered his head. “We were ineffective in our protection. Uncle, please punish us!” 

“Forget it. Just train with peace of mind and strive to help your ancestors break Johnathan’s seal as soon as possible,” the old man said while waving his hand. 

The man with a square face asked again, “Then what about the Lewis family?”