My Substitute CEO Bride
Chapter 1977

Clint sighed, a sad look appearing in his eyes.

Zaafea sounded worried as he asked, "Hey, what's the matter? Are you asking me for help because the Melton family doesn't welcome him? Gosh, what a pity."

"Hey, stop sassing me," Clint said as he punched Zaafea lightly. Then, he added in a relaxed tone, "That's not the case at all. You know how they say your parents love your kids more than they love you? It's true.

"My parents have been delighted by my nephew's presence and are spoiling him to the moon and back. Hey, wait! How did you change the subject so swiftly?!"

Clint realized what was going on.

"I wanted to talk about Deluca's cultivation! His cultivation!"

"Oh, yes. Cultivation!" Zaafea hurriedly played along. "What sort of practice did you have in mind? The one-day mastery program or the two-day mastery program?"

Clint could tell Zaafea did not want to bring himself more trouble than he needed to.

"Come on, dude! I'll buy you whatever you want to eat as long as you tutor Deluca in his cultivation. How about that?"

Zaafea sighed and said ruefully, "You know just how to dig traps for me to fall into, Mr. Melton. Do you think I have no idea what his condition is like? A body ravaged by demon-taming methods, combined with the sect master of the Endless Horizon Sect's internal alchemy, makes it practically impossible for him to practice basic cultivation.

"It would be alright if these powers were separated, but since they're combined, even the slightest oversight would cause irreparable damage to the young boy's body.

"So, I would advise him to be an ordinary human and not get involved in all that violence. He's not emotionally mature enough, so a forceful cultivation won't work."

Client nodded. "I know that. But the demonic energy is still present in him, and I'm worried..."

"It's alright, Mr. Melton. The fact he could wake up means the demonic energy within him is safe and won't cause him any harm."

""If that's the case..."

"Yes, that's what I suggest. The Summit of Ten Thousand Dynasties is happening soon, so stop thinking about anything else. If you're going to attend, you should prepare to put all your eggs into one basket." Clint nodded.

"Zaafea, want to celebrate New Year's at my place?"

"Me? It's alright. I've got something going on that day."

"Oh? You've got other plans? What are you doing?"

"It's a secret, and don't try to guess what it is. I'll assassinate you if you continue guessing."

Sven's mind felt cluttered when he returned home.

He was a warrior and a knight who should not be doing things that betrayed his country. That was the rules and the principles he ha by all his life. Yet, now...

lived

He seemed to have learned something incredible without even realizing it, and the things that had happened to him felt like a dream.

He had once thought of leaving it all behind when everything he believed in turned out to not be true, but he had to avenge his younger sister.

After downing the last can of beer, Sven crushed the empty container in his hands before reaching out to get a fresh can.

He let out a drunken burp.

"There's no more beer. I have to get a couple more, just a few more."

He pulled on a leather jacket and stumbled drunkenly out the door.

After navigating himself to the supermarket where he purchased a dozen cans of beer, he staggered back home.

Sven staggered down the streets.

He bumped into a bunch of hooligans bullying a girl dressed in her school uniform in an alleyway.

One of the hooligans spotted Sven, and he slashed his switchblade through the air as he asked, "What are you looking at? Fuck off!"

Sven looked at himself. He used to

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be a knight commander but somehow ended up as an ordinary human. His knight title was just a title without substance today because the royal family had tong since isolated and ostracized him.

He finally realized that he had long since been an ordinary human, and it would do him good to accept what life threw at him. He had to live his life as he was supposed to

Finally, Sven realized that it was all nothing more than a dream.