Chapter 333 - 329. If you want to find Nathan, call him yourself.
Chapter 333 of "Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride" introduces the scene: Itās almost time for work, and thereās no time to discuss the matter about Little... Keep going!
Itās almost time for work, and thereās no time to discuss the matter about Little Nou in detail. Before stepping out of the apartment, Titus Zane reminded Jon to make sure to leave after getting enough sleep, otherwise he wouldnāt know how to explain their relationship if Wesley Foley came across them.
Jon readily agreed, and after Titus Zane left, he dove back into bed, hugging the pillow that Titus Zane had used, his lips curling into a satisfied smile.
On the way to work, Titus Zane suddenly felt that being with Jon was much more relaxed; at least he understood his own industry, so she didnāt have to pretend or hide herself in front of him.
Then he thought of Nathan Moore, whom he hadnāt contacted since their encounter that night.
He took out his phone from his bag, thought for a moment, and dialed Beatrice Hargraveās number.
The ringing continued for a long time, and just as it was about to hang up automatically, the call was finally answered.
The voice was thick with sleepiness, "Hello, who is this?"
It was evident that Beatrice Hargrave hadnāt fully woken up, so she probably didnāt check the caller ID.
"Milly, itās me." Titus curved his lips, if it werenāt for inquiring about Nathan Moore, he wouldnāt have continued to bother.
"Oh, Sister Zane..."
Beatriceās voice sounded less cheerful than before, somewhat listless, which made Titus a bit worried. Out of concern, he politely asked, "Milly, what happened? You sound unhappy?"
Glaring at the person lying next to her, Beatrice looked aggrieved.
"Nothing, just dreamed last night about being chased by a male dog all night long, ran the whole night, feels a bit tired."
It wasnāt a dream about being chased by dogs, it was clearly being oppressed all night by the beastly Uncle Croft.
As Titus didnāt know how to respond, a sudden shout of "ah..." came through the phone.
"Milly?" Titus grew anxious, "What happened? Are you really alright?"
"Oh, no, itās nothing."
Glaring at the malicious man, Beatrice protected her chest with one hand and shifted to the side to sit up, and as she did, the blanket slid down, leaving her bare upper body completely exposed to the air.
Beneath the neck, covered by clothing, was a patchwork of intense colors, making it evident that the nightās struggle was fierce.
"Thereās a mosquito in the house, just got bitten a moment ago."
Titus...
Are there mosquitoes in this season? He subconsciously looked around in the taxi.
Worried about being harassed by the wolf in human cloth again, Beatrice quickly got to the point.
"Sister Zane, whatās up?"
"Oh," Titus gathered his doubts and hesitated before speaking, "have you... seen Nathan Moore recently?"
Beatrice glanced subconsciously towards the man sprawled on the bed, caressing her leg, drawn out her tone and repeated, "Oh, you mean Uncle Moore..." then covered the receiver and whispered, "What has Uncle Moore been up to these days?"
Nicholas Croft glanced at her, his long arm tossed, and the phone in Beatriceās hand landed in his. He flipped over, lying flat on the bed and pressing the phone to his ear, "If you want to know about Nathan, call him yourself."
After speaking, he hung up the call, and with a flick of his arm, the phone flew away.
Everything happened so quickly, by the time Beatrice realized, she was grabbing Nicholas Croftās arm, shaking it unhappily, "Uncle Croft! How could you do that? I was talking to a friend, how could you snatch my phone!"
Nicholas Croft hooked up the corner of his lips into a sly smile, "I want to snatch not just your phone but also claim you."
Saying so, he pounced on Beatrice like a predator, pinning her beneath him, his handsome face pressing down remorselessly.
"Mmm... donāt... Uncle Croft... Iām discussing something serious with you..."
"This is the serious matter!" Beatriceās complaint was dominantly sealed by Nicholas Croft.