Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 841

The bodyguards were clearly not your average security detail. Each one was highly trained, moving with the precision you'd expect from Abraham's crew, assigned to shadow Joy.

For the time being, they were all caught up, unable to maneuver freely.

Joy took in the scene with a smug little grin. Did Selena really think she could break through their ranks? Wishful thinking!

Yet, she'd underestimated Selena's grit. Most folks would've buckled under the pressure by now, but not Selena. She was still standing strong.

Looks like it was time for Joy to play her ace in the hole.

In a swift move, Joy sidled up to Selena, wrapping an arm around her and whispering words only meant for the two of them.

"Selena, haven't you been digging to find out who's pulling Yasmine's strings? Well, here it is—it's me."

"I'm the one who coached her, who made her pose as Everett's beloved, who orchestrated the fire to earn Everett's pity. All to drive a wedge between you and Everett, forcing your hand to divorce him."

Selena's breath hitched, and she tried to shove Joy away, but Joy clung on fiercely.

"While we're at it, let me spill a bit more."

crash when you were carrying Mateo? It wasn't some freak accident, nor was it Margot's doing. It was me. I planned it all, hoping you'd both

it, you got lucky. You survived, Mateo too, giving you a shot to turn

cares? The one who gets the

someone will

went

Joy had been

a fiddle,

only Joy's cocky smirk in view. She'd caused so much havoc and still had the

slapped

into it, and when she was done, she was shaking so badly

how could you

you deceive and

her face, before tumbling to

if we didn't cause a scene here and suggested a ceasefire. But you wouldn't have it,

her face,

The students were dumbfounded.

her mind, hitting