Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 877

She was absolutely livid.

Over the years, she'd come across all sorts of wives tied to the men she got involved with. Most of these women were bitter, almost needing no push from her to completely lose it. But being wealthy, they were very mindful of their reputation and terrified of the thought of their husbands leaving them. So, they'd resort to sneaky tactics in private and never dared confront her openly.

Selena, though, was a whole different story. She was the only one bold enough to throw caution to the wind, ignoring all logic and losing her temper at the drop of a hat.

Mr. Everett was already done with her, so why was she still making such a fuss?

Breanne hopped back into her chauffeured car, her assistant quickly helping tidy her up. Annoyed, she brushed the assistant's hands away, took a deep breath to calm down, and then picked up her phone to make a call.

As soon as the call went through, Breanne's bravado faded, replaced by a respectful tone.

"Mr. Abraham," she began, "I did what you asked. Looks like Selena really has moved on from Mr. Everett. Even when I showed her the compromising photo to rile her up, she barely flinched and just had me shown the door."

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replied. "If you need

pleased. "Thank

you've gathered, hand them over

who was so attentive and treated her well. She couldn't help but daydream

her pause, Abraham's voice turned icy. "What's this? Second

through the

Abraham wasn't an option, especially when she wasn't sure if Mr. Everett would

if Mr. Everett found out she was working for

quickly reassured him, "Mr. Abraham, I wouldn't dare. Rest easy, I'll stick to your

I can lift you up, but I can also bring you down hard. Those who cross me don't fare

up, feeling a cold sweat trickle down