Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 814

Breanne was left speechless.

She couldn't believe Selena would stoop so low as to bring in backup!

Just as she was about to call her out, Holt sprang forward like a flash, clamping a hand over Breanne's mouth and yanking her arm, shoving her toward the exit.

Despite them all being women, Holt had grown wise from past encounters. She'd been hitting the gym and practicing martial arts with the bodyguards, all to better protect the lady of the house.

Breanne's skinny arms and legs were nothing like the lady's graceful, toned physique. The lady had the perfect mix of curves and lines from years of yoga and Pilates, striking a balance of elegance and strength.

Breanne, on the other hand, seemed to keep her figure by skipping meals. She was all skin and bones, and Holt could have whisked her away effortlessly.

Breanne was boiling with anger. Holt handled her like she was a featherweight, completely disregarding her status.

After all, she was Mr. Everett's current favorite, and they had the nerve to treat her like this!

Thankfully, she spotted Everett approaching and cried out, "Mr. Everett, help me! They're trying to throw me out!"

Everett strode over in a few long steps.

narrowed, flicking over Breanne's tear-streaked face,

voice was calm yet firm, "What's

launched into a sobbing complaint. "Mr. Everett, I was just standing here, and Ms. Selena decided to throw me out, probably because..... she can't

a slight

queen, always putting

free from Holt and scurried to Everett's side, shaking

Everett, Ms.

to you anymore, yet she's throwing her weight around like Mrs. Bennett, bullying me.

better zip it! You

slaps? She was getting off

felt secretly triumphant, her voice growing more plaintive, "Mr. Everett, you see, I'm not

didn't pay Breanne any

dark eyes stayed

l.ne

there, unreadable, neither

anything.

demeanor that got

stand her