Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 562

"Where's Ms. Jenny?"

Suddenly, Alex's mind was racing with questions. She had no clue what was going on, but as she saw Yasmine confidently marching toward the stage, panic set in. "If she makes it up there, we're in big trouble!" she thought. Reacting quicker than her mind could process, Alex lunged forward and grabbed Yasmine's arm.

In a hushed tone, she asked urgently, "Yasmine, what's happening? Where's Ms. Jenny?"

Yasmine's eyes flickered with a hint of panic, caught off guard by Alex's sharp observation. But she was already in too deep, like a moth drawn to a flame, risking it all. There was no room for failure; she wouldn't let anything block her path! Feigning innocence, Yasmine replied, "Alex, I don't know why, but I can't reach Ms. Jenny either. I figured, on such a big day, we can't be without a bride."

"Mr. Everett has done so much for me; I can't just let him be embarrassed, so I..."

Taking advantage of Alex's momentary distraction, Yasmine gave her a hard shove. Wearing a gown and high heels, Alex was already at a disadvantage. Taken by surprise, she tumbled heavily to the ground.

Her head was spinning, making it impossible for her to get up quickly. She never imagined Yasmine would sink so low. It's true what they say - the dogs that bite don't bark!

Yasmine sneered down at her, a cold smile on her lips. After straightening her dress, she moved forward.

waiting for her in the

they'd bask in the guests' attention and blessings. Yasmine would be the celebrated

her foot to step onto the stage,

yanking her back into the shadows, followed by a slap across

keep her balance, and fell awkwardly to

off, revealing her true

her to it, stepping on the veil

stared, shocked and furious, her

messing up her plans this

up, freezing at the sight of the woman towering above her-Selena, with a

here? Hadn't she claimed she no longer loved Mr. Everett and wanted

but Selena gave her no chance, turning away and confidently stepping onto the

her, highlighting her natural beauty, which was

flawless figure, slender and curvy-nothing like someone who had given birth, unlike Yasmine, who had to pad her

She burned with envy.

fixed intently on the striking woman before