Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 691

As dawn broke, the sky began to slowly brighten outside. It had been nearly ten hours since Selena vanished. Everett knew that with every passing moment, the danger heightened. He had pushed her away, hoping she could lead a happy, peaceful life-not end up like this!

"Selena, hold on. You have to be okay!" Everett's mind was racing, sifting through the people Selena interacted with regularly. Suddenly, a face popped into his mind. He snapped his eyes open and turned to Alex, his voice cold and urgent, "Track down Yasmine."

Alex raised a brow, surprised. "You think it's Yasmine? But Blaine already sent her off to South America..."

Everett cut him off, his tone firm. "Just do it!"

"On it, sir!"

...

Selena had lost track of time. Exhausted and parched, her body ached from being tied up in the same position for hours. Then she felt herself being moved. After a while, she was dumped onto the ground, and the lid above her was yanked off.

The sudden brightness was blinding, making her wince. Slowly, she adjusted and opened her eyes to see an endless ocean sprawling before her. She was stuffed in a large barrel, only her head sticking out, perched dangerously at the cliff's edge. Below, the waves pounded fiercely against the rocks, riding the wild wind.

city, as Northtown had nothing like this. Someone

up to see Yasmine. In the span of a

nouveau riche. Her outfit was revealing, her jewelry cheap. Once poor but tidy, she now reeked of

couldn't help

caught her expression and flew into a rage. "Selena, how dare you look

even know what I've been through these past

et no

is ruthless-no, he listened to you. You're the ruthless one! You had me shipped off to a place like South America. I had. money, no food, and had to serve those filthy,

QUMS

"They paid a measly hundred bucks to sleep with me. To them, I wasn't human, just an animal! I didn't make myself

fall for me, so you ruined me, using such underhanded tactics to tear us

me, Selena. Do you think you and Mr. Everett will live happily ever after? Ha! No way! I'm going to

a knife, its blade catching the light

likes your face, right? Once I've slashed it, let's see how you plan