Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 782

Selena glanced at the paper in front of her-it was a resignation letter. She didn't grab it right away. Instead, she picked up her teacup, gently blew the steam off the top, and took a sip before speaking, "What's the reason?"

Holt lowered her head, her voice rough with emotion. "Ma'am, I'm really sorry. I failed to protect you."

If Mr. Everett hadn't stepped in yesterday, things could have gone really wrong. Holt felt deeply responsible for what happened.

"You didn't protect me," Selena said softly, "but it's not entirely your fault. I knew staying in Newport wouldn't be a walk in the park."

"So, even if I got someone else, it wouldn't guarantee dodging these schemes."

She paused, thinking it over. "How about docking a month's salary as punishment? Does that sound fair?"

Holt's tears fell instantly. Ms. Selena was genuinely kind-hearted. Having such a boss was a stroke of luck.

She promised earnestly, "Ma'am, I'll never leave your side again."

"Alright, sit down, have some tea, and dry those tears. We've got important stuff to discuss."

tissues to wipe her tears, and took a sip of hot tea to calm down, quickly shifting back into

someone look into last night's hotel surveillance and questioned the staff, but we didn't find much. The cameras didn't catch anything, and the staff seemed normal. As for the other guests,

"Sorry, Ma'am, I feel like I've let

the outcome; she had

reassured. "It's just that the other side

likely Abraham's doing.

reached

force

headache, and

resolved. She'd have to swallow this bitter

try to overstep her bounds. This was his turf,

world. No matter how furious or upset she was, without the power to fight back,

anything to rub elbows with power, using every trick in the book to climb the

...

her

played with her daughter, showing her @gift from her dad that made her