Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 756

Abraham curled his lips into a sly grin as he picked up his phone to make a call. Just a few moments later, Levi swung open the door, stepping in with a full bottle of whiskey. He placed it on the coffee table, then backed out of the room with a respectful nod.

Selena eyed the bottle, sizing up its strength, and got a pretty good sense of what Abraham meant by "sincerity."

Sure enough, Abraham, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, said, "Selena, no matter how you spin it, my sister's not thrilled with you. And as her brother, it's on me to lend her a hand."

"If you can finish this bottle, I might think about it."

A whole bottle of whiskey, downed in one go, would leave anyone flat on their back. Plus, his reasoning was ridiculous. Joy was the one gunning for her, yet she had to pay the price for Joy's mood.

but she had no choice but to swallow her

his palm brushing against hers as he gave a friendly reminder, "Selena, just so you know, even if

it," Selena replied, meeting his gaze. "But if I

and tipped it up, drinking straight from it. Abraham leaned back lazily on the couch, watching her with a laid-

used to this kind of drinking scene, showing no finesse, just gulping it down. Drinking too fast, whiskey spilled from the corners of her mouth, trailing down her long,

was strikingly fair, and the clear droplets only added to the scene's allure, making it visually striking. Abraham's gaze slowly grew more

red, and the veins at her temples stood out slightly. She was clearly uncomfortable but kept it all under wraps, refusing to show

dark eyes locking onto Abraham as she spoke deliberately. "Abraham, hope

on shaky legs and turned