Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 827

Joy gazed at Everett with hopeful eyes, but his handsome face remained as unreadable as ever. He was as detached as a stranger. "Mother, Joy and I just aren't meant to be. She's like a sister to me, and calling off the engagement won't stop her from finding someone else. As for my own marriage, there's no need for you to worry about it anymore."

Carolina's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Everett, what are you trying to say?"

Everett let out a small, mocking laugh, choosing not to answer. He didn't spare Joy another glance as he picked up the coat the waiter handed him and strode out of the room without a backward glance.

Joy crumpled to the floor, sobbing her heart out.

Carolina sank back into her chair, feeling defeated. Even though Everett hadn't spelled it out, she knew exactly what he meant. He'd made up his mind. He'd either stay single or get back together with Selena. After all the twists and turns, he was going back to his old flame! All her careful plans had been for nothing.

Why couldn't he see that someone from such a simple background could never truly fit into their world, no matter how well she dressed? It was sheer madness!

room, Joy was the only one left. She was sprawled on the sofa, clutching a whiskey bottle and

the air as if

over. He marched right up to her, yanked the bottle from her hand, and said sharply, "That's

up at him with bleary eyes, her crying only getting louder. "You're my brother,

tears wouldn't solve anything; they only signified surrender and weakness.

and dragged her to the washroom in the suite. He turned on the cold water and splashed it over

of her haze, and Joy screamed. "What

faucet, crossed his arms, and looked at her. "Feeling sober now?" Joy leaned against the wall, tears still brimming in her eyes, looking utterly miserable. After a moment, Abraham's tough exterior softened, and he wiped her

Everett, I'll make sure he comes

sinking in, and looked at Abraham with renewed determination. "Do you really have