CEO Broke Down and Cried After I Divorced Him by Miss Rich

Chapter 0772

Back at Hillside Villa, Dylan saw Suzy carrying Diana on her back.

His brows furrowed sharply. "What's going on? You went to find Elliot, so why are you bringing Diana back instead?"

Suzy glanced at him briefly. "Let me get her settled first, then I'll explain."

She carried Diana to her private medical room and gave her the last remaining pill in her possession.

It was a rare life-saving medicine capable of healing severe injuries in an instant.

This was her only pill, the result of years of research and experimentation. It contained an ingredient so rare that even searching the entire world might not yield another.

Despite its value, Suzy didn't hesitate for a moment to use it on Diana.

After administering the pill, Suzy ensured Diana was set to rest and ordered someone to stay by her side at all times.

Once satisfied, she went to find Dylan.

"The reason you were poisoned is that someone impersonated Diana and drugged you. The real Diana was hidden away by them..." Suzy explained everything in detail.

"When I went to look for Elliot, I got a call directing me to save Diana instead..."

The more Dylan listened, the darker his expression became, until by the end, his face was practically black with anger.

an

"Do you know anything

don't. I've never heard of it before,"

deeply. "I thought you might know something! I've never heard of it either. What kind of mysterious organization could it

Dylan's confusion mirrored hers.

you'd know of most organizations out there. Are you

raised an eyebrow at

are you implying? You're the leader of the Yellowtail Squadron, aren't you? You have access to global intelligence on every known group. How could

exchanged

depth within them. "Is

to say someone created it specifically

lingered since

At least some trace of it would exist. But there's absolutely nothing, not even a scrap

his

makes it even

precise, they're not just

after

specifically."

organization in Xandria had left traces that could be tracked, but this

nothing. No leads,

quite skilled," Dylan said, his