Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 172

Selena gently took Heather's hand, her tone reassuring yet determined. "Heather, I'm going to expose Kent for who he really is and get you the justice you deserve. Before long, you'll be free to divorce him and start fresh." "Don't lose hope. There's a bright future ahead, and things will get better."

Selena's words, spoken with care, seeped into Heather's consciousness, sparking a tiny flame of hope in her eyes. With a voice raspy and broken, Heather managed to ask, "Can I really start over?"

"Absolutely," Selena assured with a smile meant to inspire confidence. "I'm the lead journalist at Ink & Insight. Trust me on this!"

Heather's hand tightened around Selena's, clutching it like a lifeline.

After leaving Heather, Selena threw herself into gathering evidence. She went beyond hospital records, speaking and capturing the testimonies of neighbors, friends, and the household staff. Thanks to the cameras Heather had set up for her dog's safety, Selena managed to get hold of the footage. After nearly two sleep-deprived days, she finally spotted a clip of domestic violence.

Heather was feeding her dog when a drunken Kent barged in, clearly in a foul mood, and yanked her by the hair, trying to drag her to the bedroom. The loyal dog barked and bit Kent, only to be kicked away violently. Heather tried to protect the dog, but Kent attacked them both, leaving the dog motionless and Heather bloodied, yet he still dragged her into the bedroom.

there, but Heather's anguished screams

consumed by anger at such cruelty. With solid evidence in hand, she was

organized the evidence and headed to the hospital. She needed to confirm the details with Heather before

room, she found both Heather and

sneered, "So, you're the one poking around, huh? Hand over what you've got and

with blood at the corner of her lips, ignored her own danger and urgently shouted, "Don't listen to

up, you!" Kent barked, striking Heather

caught her, the evidence would be lost and so would Heather's chance for justice. She bolted for

by her defiance, pulled a knife and

dodged several swings, her heart racing, but she clutched her laptop, determined to keep the