My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149 

The female lead suffered inhuman torture, and when Mike arrived at the old warehouse where she was held, she was already dying. 

She died in Mike’s arms. 

Mike was distraught and was about to burst into tears. 

Many viewers have begun wiping away their tears. 

Hera was also rubbing the corners of his eyes with a napkin. 

Nash saw this and held Hera’s hand tightly. 

Hera pursed her lips and leaned on Nash’s shoulder as she continued watching the movie. 

After what happened, Mike did nothing but drink all day long. He squandered all his savings and ended up living in the slums. 

It was there he met a group of kind old people and innocent children. 

These people lived a life of starvation, and the upper class trampled on the dignity of the poor. They bought the poor people here to be their slaves and would beat and curse them if they ever disagreed with them. 

Mike also saw his two favorite children get beaten to death by children from those rich families with his own two eyes. 

He was determined to change everything here and put on his gloves again. 

After training for several months, he entered the underground boxing world to fight in illegal fights. He then distributed all the money he earned to the poor in the slums. 

One day, Mike chanced upon a Somerese who was on his last breath. 

He did not want to meddle in another person’s business and went straight home. 

“People can be wicked. Mike has wisened up!” 

“That’s right. If he were to bring him home, who knows if he might be taking care of a wolf in sheep’s wool?” 

Everyone had begun talking between themselves. However, in the next second, the camera cut to a scene where the Somerese had been brought back slums. 

“The heck? We got it wrong!” 

“Haha, Mike hides a kind heart under his rough appearance!” 

Mike took care of the Somerese man in every possible way until he recovered. 

“Are you okay?” 

Mike sat smoking a cigarette in the dim light. 

“I’m fine.” 

The young man sat up clutching his chest. 

He tore off the clothes from his body, revealing ten horrific gunshot wounds. 

“Oh my god!” Mike could not help the way his throat bobbed. 

Immediately afterward, the young Somerese man took out a dagger from his boot. 

He immediately used the dagger to pick out the bullets from his flesh while Mike watched shocked. 

Mike found gauze and some medical supplies. 

After the young Somerese man took care of his wounds, he sat at the head of the bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind. 

Mike stuffed a cigarette into the Somerese man’s mouth and lit it for him as he said, “The name’s Mike Thorson. What’s yours?” 

The young Somerese man took a puff of the cigarette and answered lightly, “My name’s Nash.” 1