Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1232: The New Chief Takes Office

Melissa lifted her gaze and saw a tall, well-built figure; it was Mort Thorne.

Mort stood with his tall stature and long legs, his eyes sharp like a hawk’s glance at Melissa, an icy gloom concealed beneath his handsome lids.

Finally, he strode directly in front of Dianna Hollis and extended his large hand to help her up, "I leave for a moment and you get bullied?"

Dianna looked at Mort, the coldness in her eyes faded, showing a hint of softness.

Wherever he is, she always feels safe.

Melissa endured her embarrassment and pain to stand up, she looked at Mort, "Blood Eagle, my dad is poisoned and in the hospital, still in a coma. The current suspect is Dianna, but you seem to have been present last night too. This makes you a suspect as well. It’s highly possible that you and Dianna conspired to poison my dad!"

Dianna’s heart skipped a beat, she quickly withdrew her small hand from Mort’s palm, "No, he wasn’t present last night."

Melissa sneered, "Is that so? Blood Eagle is your boyfriend; he has motives to commit the crime."

The poisoning of the commander is a suspicious matter; the truth needs to be clarified. At this moment, Dianna doesn’t want Mort to get involved.

Dianna swiftly straightened her slender, beautiful back, turned around, and looked at Mort, "Mort, you should go back first."

Mort furrowed his commanding brows, the light here was dim, casting a deep shadow in his eyes.

He didn’t move his tall frame; he didn’t walk away.

Dianna clenched her little hands into small fists by her side, aware that Melissa was still watching her from behind. This blockhead, doesn’t he understand her meaning? He should go back, and plan carefully.

The harm to the commander is a major issue; a careless involvement could stain him greatly.

Dianna fluttered her eyelashes like butterfly wings twice and quietly signaled Mort with a glance.

Mort looked at her; the shock baton earlier had made her small face pale, yet her eyes shone bright like stars.

He pursed his thin lips, and said nothing.

Doesn’t he understand?

Dianna was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan; this fool, she could join forces with him and act before Melissa.

If he doesn’t cooperate, what can she do?

Dianna smirked, "Mort, can you take me out? Look, you can’t. You’re nothing now, no power, no status, incapable of protecting me. Instead, staying here only brings me trouble. So, you should just go back, don’t create more mess for me."

As these words fell, Mort’s eyes deepened, and the cold air emanating from him grew heavier.

Dianna didn’t know if he was angry; anyhow, he’s behaving oddly today, unfathomable, impossible to see through.

With his intelligence, he should recognize that she said those things deliberately, right?

"Mort, go. Let’s not meet for a time being. If you don’t leave, then I will... I will..."

"What will you do?" At this moment, Mort spoke three words gently.

Dianna swallowed the words she wanted to say because she saw an unhappy and sharp warning in his eyes.

Melissa was satisfied; it seems Dianna is indeed a smart person.

Once she deals with Dianna, Blood Eagle will be hers.

At this moment, the door to the police hall was pulled open, someone entered. Raymond Alden arrived, followed by two lawyers.

Raymond stopped in front of Dianna, concerned, "Are you alright?"

Dianna shook her head.

"Dianna, we can leave now, the necessary procedures are completed, on bail pending trial."

Melissa quickly spoke, "No way, Dianna is the one who caused harm to my dad, my dad is..."

The lawyer handed a document to Melissa, "Sorry, you have no right to speak here. This document bears the official seal."

Melissa’s face turned pale.

Raymond led Dianna out.

...

Outside.

A Rolls-Royce luxury car was parked there, the chauffeur respectfully opened the rear door.

Dianna didn’t get in the car immediately; she glanced inside the hall, Mort was still there.

"What? Worried about Mort?" Raymond asked.

Dianna did not answer, she looked at Raymond, "Senior, why did you suddenly come here?"

Raymond put his hand in his pocket, smiling, "Change is coming, surely I have to come."

Change is coming?

What does this mean?

At this moment, a tall, robust figure leaped into view, Mort came out.

Mort stood on the steps with his hands in his pockets, appearing somewhat lofty.

"Ah..." Dianna wanted to call out to him.

But just then, two bulletproof jeeps pulled up, and the confidential secretary got out of the rear door.

Behind the secretary followed four or five uniformed soldiers; the golden stars on their shoulders were dazzling.

These were high-ranking officials in the military. What are they doing here?

Dianna’s heart tightened, then she saw the secretary leading the four or five officers down the steps; they stood straight and saluted Mort.

At this moment, Raymond’s voice sounded beside her, "Julian Carter took the opportunity of this food poisoning incident to step down from his position. I’ve heard the document from above has already been issued. A new commander is about to ascend."

A new commander?

Who?

Dianna turned her gaze, bewildered, to Raymond.

Raymond wore an expression of ’I know everything but won’t say anything.’

"Senior..."

"Someone is about to reach the peak of power, wielding life-and-death authority."

Dianna’s heart instantly raced, "Is it..."

Raymond shrugged, "Just wait and watch the military news tomorrow morning at eight, a new official will take office, and soon there will be a ceremony of honors."

...

Mort remained on the steps, without stepping down; his hands were in his pockets, as usual, yet things had... since changed.

At this point, Melissa came out, "Blood Eagle, look at Dianna. Is this the woman you like? She’s already scornful of you for not having power or position to protect her."

With that, Melissa reached out and wrapped her hand around Mort’s strong arm, "Blood Eagle, I’m the one you should choose. If you marry me, I can give you everything..."

Before Melissa could finish her words, she felt a sinister cold gaze fall upon her hand.

Mort lowered his gaze and looked at her coolly.

Melissa stiffened, her hands dared not wrap around Mort anymore.

Mort stretched his long legs, stepping steadily down the steps to the jeep.

An officer respectfully opened the rear door, and Mort got into the car.

Melissa was shocked by this scene, Mort was... what’s going on?

Melissa secretly glanced at the confidential secretary.

The confidential secretary shook his head at Melissa, then quickly got into the front seat of the jeep.

The jeep sped away.

Melissa’s legs went weak, she collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. Her heart already had a bold conjecture, nothing could hinder this man’s step.

From the first glance she saw him, she knew he was destined for greatness.

This day has finally arrived, so soon.