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."

paused, pondering. "No

plenty of wives, and you can usually tell

replied. "If you

pleased. "Thank you,

Everett's indiscretions you've gathered, hand

like Everett, who was so attentive and treated her well. She couldn't help but daydream about being Mrs. Bennett. But if Everett went down, wouldn't

turned

through the phone,

wasn't an option, especially when she

she was working for Abraham,

she quickly reassured him, "Mr. Abraham, I wouldn't dare. Rest

lift you up, but I can also bring you down

feeling a cold sweat