Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1217: I’ve Had My Eye on You for a Long Time
Mort Thorne slowly knelt on one knee, extending his rough and broad hand to grasp Lady Snow’s hand.
At that moment, he paused briefly, his deep and sharp black eyes shifting slightly, noticing a small strip of cloth in Lady Snow’s hand.
He unfurled the cloth strip, revealing a pattern drawn in blood.
This cloth was from the gown Dianna Hollis wore last night, marked by the emblem she left by biting her finger.
The emblem of the Scorpion, Dianna left it behind!
Mort Thorne’s muscles bulged piece by piece, and he clenched the strip tightly in his palm while slowly curling his thin lips.
She had said that she could weather storm and stress alongside him.
She had grown up.
Wait for me!
...
Dianna Hollis was taken by the Scorpion to a dock, where several speedboats were already moored.
"Boss Scorpion, let’s leave quickly." his subordinate urged.
Scorpion tightened his grip on Dianna, "Dianna, let’s go."
At that moment, the speedboats suddenly sped away with a hum.
What’s going on? 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
Scorpion’s heart sank, sensing impending doom.
"Boss Scorpion, things have gone south. Your emblem appeared elsewhere, all secret passages have been sealed, and our headquarters besieged. The special forces have toppled our base; we are homeless."
What?
Scorpion quickly glanced at Dianna, "You’re behind this?"
Dianna smirked, "You’re foolish."
With a loud slap, Scorpion struck Dianna across the face.
Dianna’s face was knocked to the side, her tender skin showing a bright red handprint on her right cheek.
But she showed no expression, although her face burned with pain, yet she didn’t reveal a hint of suffering. Raising her eyes, her snowy-cold, magnificent gaze glimmered brightly, "Acting out of desperation?"
"You!"
Scorpion was livid, almost spewing blood. He had underestimated Dianna.
He never imagined he’d be defeated by a woman, his emblem exposed, his stronghold destroyed, now surrounded with no escape, perhaps soon captured.
"Dianna, don’t get cocky. You’re still in my hands, aren’t you afraid at all?"
At this moment, a subordinate ran over in a panic, "Boss Scorpion, we’ve been discovered. Someone is closing in."
Mort Thorne had arrived.
Dianna gazed at the distant darkness, slowly curling her red lips, as she could already hear his steady and powerful footsteps drawing closer.
So determined and strong.
She wasn’t afraid.
Not afraid at all.
Because she knew he was on his way.
He once said he might be late, but he never misses.
She was waiting for him.
Scorpion sneered, "Perfect timing, I’ve been waiting for Blood Eagle."
With that, Scorpion grabbed Dianna’s small face, revealing a lustful glow, "What do you think Blood Eagle would do if he walked in and saw you beneath me?"
"What are you planning?" Dianna asked.
"Of course... to enjoy you. Dianna, I’ve been thinking about you for a long time!"
"Get lost!"
"Do you know who the most powerful people are in this world? Those who abandon emotion and love. Blood Eagle could have been the most resilient warrior, but unfortunately, he has a fatal weakness—it’s you. How do I destroy him? Naturally, by using you to hurt him, making him unable to live or die."
Dianna’s small face turned icy cold. She understood Mort Thorne’s weakness better than Scorpion.
Under Mort Thorne’s strongest armor was his softest heart.
She had become the sole softness at his heart’s core.
...
Dianna was brought by Scorpion into a room, which had a large LCD screen. Scorpion picked up the remote control and turned on the screen.
Facing him was a secret chamber surrounded by cold mirrors, inside stood a group of Kuroya warriors wielding sharp glimmering blades, waiting for someone.
Suddenly, with a loud boom, the chamber door was kicked open, and the night’s chill surged in alongside a tall and robust figure.
Mort Thorne entered.
He emerged from the night, stepping into the light, his black boots squeaking on the floor.
"Scorpion, what do you mean?" Dianna’s heart tightened as she coldly glared at Scorpion.
Scorpion leisurely sipped the red wine in his hand, "These are high-paid Kuroya warriors, experts with blades. Isn’t Blood Eagle impressive? Let’s see how he fares unarmed."
This lunatic!
No matter how skilled Mort Thorne was, facing ten, twenty, thirty, amidst flashing blades—he was still flesh and blood.
"You madman!"
Dianna tried to stand, but her body grew weaker.
Then Scorpion pressed a button, and Mort Thorne’s screen lit up.
On the other side, Mort Thorne lifted his eyes to the LCD screen, where Scorpion laughed, "Blood Eagle, long time no see. For three years, I’ve been searching for you to avenge the grudge over an eye, but here you are, delivering yourself. Today marks your doom!"
Mort Thorne glanced lightly at Scorpion, then his gaze settled on Dianna’s small face, unable to look away.
His eyes were deep and intense, "Are you alright?"
Their eyes met, despite the separation of the LCD screen, Dianna already saw her reflection in his pupils. She curled her red lips, replying with three words, "Perfectly fine."
Mort Thorne raised his heroic sword-like brows, the narrow brow tails rippling with soft waves.
"Enough Blood Eagle, no flirting. These thirty Kuroya warriors are all for you, pass this test first."
Mort Thorne turned to Scorpion, "You hit her?"
The handprint on Dianna’s small face was starkly visible, and he saw it immediately.
"Yes, so what?" Scorpion boasted.
Mort Thorne slowly curled his lips, then raised his hand to remove the cap from his head and tossed it aside. He carelessly rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt, "You wait right there, I’ll deal with these guys before coming for you."
With that, his tall and sturdy figure surged into the flashing blades like lightning.
Dianna’s heart leapt, watching the Kuroya warriors on the other side of the screen engage in battle. Although Mort Thorne fought alone, his movements were swift, precise, and ruthless. He snatched a sword and lightly swiped it across a Kuroya warrior’s neck, splashing blood onto the cold mirrors.
Among them, he moved with ease, like a graceful panther, a fierce king of beasts, killing in a frenzy, slowly instilling fear and dread in the Kuroya warriors.
Dianna’s heart surged. Every girl has a hero dwelling within her, a tendon that resonates with heroic feelings, and for her, Mort Thorne was that hero.
He was close to victory.
He would triumph.
Scorpion’s face darkened slowly, realizing Blood Eagle’s reputation was well-deserved, a force to be reckoned with.
At this rate, the Kuroya warriors would soon fall.
"Blood Eagle," Scorpion suddenly pulled Dianna into his arms, "I’m rather bored here; maybe I’ll have some fun with Dianna."
Mort Thorne’s heart stirred, immediately looking at the LCD screen.
