The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Axel's eyes narrowed sharply. "I'm here under official orders. The prosecutor's office has authorized the arrest of Councilman Savoy for interrogation. Please do not interfere with the execution of judicial duties! "We haven't been notified of any such order. We know only to keep unauthorized individuals out. None of them shall set foot in here!" The bodyguard responded with growing sternness.

Axel's lips curled into a mocking smile, his gaze icy. "Are you aware that you're already breaking the law?"

Unintimidated and confident in their powerful backing, the bodyguards disregarded Axel.

"Heh, given how you're dressed, you don't look like you're officially dispatched. If you're so concerned about us making an arrest, it suggests only one thing. You're with the Iverson Group." Axel sneered. The bodyguard became visibly flustered.

Before stepping in, Lance Iverson had clearly instructed them not to mention the Iverson name, no matter what.

Their job was to delay anyone from entering to allow the Iversons more time to manage the situation. If the authorities were to take Theodore into custody, it would mean a definite and irreversible downfall for him.

Therefore, they stubbornly insisted, "No! We're not from the Iverson Group! We're here to maintain order at this venue on behalf of Mayor Solloway!"

"Oh? Are you with Mayor Solloway? Why don't I recognize any of you then?"

Suddenly, a calm voice, followed by footsteps, drew everyone's attention.

than the Chief Secretary from Mayor Solloway's office, followed by a group of personnel from the

family's bodyguards were

dare you impersonate being an employee of the Solloway family right under Mayor

a pleasant smile. "Prosecutor Thompson, I think you should issue another arrest warrant to detain these individuals who are obstructing official duties under unknown

lightly. "I'll follow

directives and will actively support and cooperate with the efforts of the

with none daring to interfere any

for your

swiftly, leading his team

they entered, the secretary discreetly moved to a corner to make a quick

Justin, attempting to kiss Bella, was interrupted by his

Bella's cheeks turned pink, her hands resting on his front, feeling the well-defined contours of his chest muscles through the meticulously tidy shirt. Her mind was wandering off. As she was distracted, Justin deepened

completed the task you

for your hard work,

and sturdy frame against Bella, pinning her against the