Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 865

As pain shot through her, Joy cried out, "What are you doing? Don't be rash!"

Devin yanked Joy's hair without a hint of gentleness, her scalp stinging sharply, her screams slicing through the air.

"Don't try any tricks with me," Devin's voice was icy and cutting. "You're ruthless, cold-hearted. You even poisoned your lifelong friend, Sarah. Why should I trust you?"

Tears from the pain blurred Joy's vision. She hadn't expected Devin to be this wary; she had seriously underestimated him...

Clenching her jaw, she asked, "What will it take for you to trust me?"

"It's simple."

Devin hauled Joy over to a chair, tying her up securely with a rope he had ready, making sure the knot was tight.

Then he positioned a camera right in front of Joy, angling it to capture her face. Joy's stomach dropped. "What do you plan to do?"

"I need something over you," Devin stated bluntly, "to make sure you don't backstab me. Spill how you killed Sarah, and you're free to go."

"Relax. Once I get the cash and leave safely, this recording gets destroyed. We'll be square."

Joy pressed her lips together, obviously reluctant.

Joy unscathed. She couldn't willingly give away such damning

her role in Sarah's death, she'd be done

wouldn't let her off the hook, nor

brother couldn't shield

her teeth. "I can give you money right now. Name your price, and I'l

afraid if I take your money, I won't

going to talk or not? If not... we're both going

the road to

with a

death, no one

Joy's forehead as she shut her eyes and yelled,

talk,

I talk!" Content belonen

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the events, her voice shaky

kept scanning the room, spotting an open window near the bar. Being on the top floor, if... the phone fell from here, it would be

finished, Joy looked at Devin with tear-filled eyes. "I've

all...