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My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

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Chapter 429

“When he stepped in to help us, I had already sensed his intentions, but I was truly incapable of repaying that

enormous debt. I had no choice but to join them in tomb raiding!”

Anders confessed, feeling bitter inside. His life’s reputation was tarnished by his disappointing son.

After taking a drag from his cigarette, Bradley said, “Every family has its own hardships… You should return to the

Tomb Whisperer Lineage. If I talk to Mr. Nash, he’ll surely accept you.”

Looking at Nash, who was sitting on the bronze coffin, Anders whispered, “Is he really Wolfgang’s son?”

Bradley laughed and replied, “He can’t be fake… He wears the Youngs’ ring… The Young family’s patriarch once

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mentioned that only those of the Youngs’ bloodline can wear that ring.”

Anders looked down, speaking softly, “I’m getting old. If I join the Tomb Whisperer Lineage now, I might just be a

burden.”

If he were 20 years younger, he would have accepted Bradley’s proposal without hesitation.

Being in his 70s now, he felt it was past the age for retirement even in the old Tomb Whisperer Lineage.

Bradley smiled gently. “The Tomb Whisperer Lineage is almost non-existent now. If we want to restore it, it’s up to

old guys like us.”

Anders opened the bottle of mineral water, took a few sips, and then inquired, “What about your son? Has he

mastered the last six chapters of the Tomb Whisperer Manual?”

Bradley’s smile slowly faded. He remained silent, puffing on his cigarette.

Sensing the situation, Anders’ expression darkened. “I’m sorry… I…”

Shaking his head, Bradley sighed. “It was his fate.”

“Would you still want your grandson to continue on this path?” Anders glanced at Nico, who bore a resemblance to

Mr. Bradley.

He could tell at a glance that he was Mr. Bradley’s grandson.

Bradley exhaled a plume of smoke. “Do you remember the oath we took in front of the Young family’s patriarch?”

Anders paused, then recited solemnly, “As long as there’s one person left from the Tomb Whisperer Lineage, the

Tomb Whisperer Manual will not be lost. As long as there’s someone from the Youngs to inherit the lineage, it’ll

always belong to the Youngs.”

Bradley chuckled. “There are three members of the Tomb Whisperer Lineage still alive… and the Youngs have an

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heir.”

Ashamed, Anders lowered his head.

Mr. Bradley remained committed to their old vow, while Anders thought only of giving it all

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With profound gravity in his voice, Bradley stated, “I know what you’re thinking, but you don’t need to say it. My

grandfather’s generation joined the Tomb Whisperer Lineage back then, and I’ll continue on this path.”

Upon hearing Bradley’s words, Anders felt a swirl of emotions.

The Tomb Whisperer Lineage had given him a prosperous first half of his life.