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."

you were carrying Mateo? It wasn't some freak accident, nor was it

survived, Mateo too, giving you a shot to

who gets the last laugh

that someone will be

went ghostly

had been

like a fiddle, striking where it hurt the most. The sting of betrayal and red-hot anger surged

surrounding commotion faded, leaving only Joy's cocky smirk in view. She'd caused so much havoc and still had the audacity to

She raised her hand and slapped Joy hard across the face, one

she was done, she

you

could you deceive and

stumbled back, clutching her face, before tumbling

up in her eyes, "Selena, what are you doing? I just thought it'd be best if we didn't cause a scene here and suggested a ceasefire. But

her

The students were dumbfounded.

out of her mind, hitting someone right