Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 333

Brook was over there, struggling and mumbling like he was trying to speak but couldn't get the words out. It left everyone scratching their heads, wondering what he was trying to say.

Noticing Selena's silence, Old Man Wang strode over to Brook and kicked the chair, sending it toppling over and Brook with it. He crouched down, grabbed Brook's hand, and pulled out a dagger from his belt, hovering it dangerously over Brook's fingers. His grin was downright wicked. "Ten billion. I'll give you some time to pull it together. But if you don't, I'll chop off one of his fingers every hour. A gambler like him? He's not worth keeping alive anyway. Hahaha!"

"And don't even think about calling the cops. Unless you want to find your uncle's body when they show up..."

With a click, the call ended.

Selena frantically tried to call back, but nobody picked up. Even from that short call, her keen journalist instincts told her these folks were seasoned pros. They were... outlaws!

It hit her hard-if she didn't play along, they'd really start cutting off her uncle's fingers!

Time was ticking, and she couldn't afford to sit and plan. She needed to gather the money fast and get him back safely.

But ten billion...

Where on earth was she going to find that kind of cash?

Grandpa?

No way, he was fading in and out of consciousness, and the hospital had already issued two critical notices. Dr. Campbell was practically living at the hospital, on call every second. Everett?

Yes, he was the only one who could possibly get that amount of money together quickly.

Everett's number, but all she got was: The number you have dialed is

he wouldn't answer

let their past drama get in the way. Her uncle's life

driver to race to

out the situation and told her to head home. Ava could only say, "Please be careful,

pulled up

Selena

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a hitch.

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was confused, "Don't

two guards

you, but Mr. Everett ordered us

She wasn't allowed in.

wave of disbelief wash

for him and Margot. What

her that much, hate the child, and

nails biting into her palms, but she felt

way in, mindful of her

her phone and called Derick,