Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 882

Selena raised an eyebrow, curious. What on earth was Abraham doing here? She set her pen down and closed the file with a soft click. "Let him in," she instructed.

A moment later, Abraham strolled in with a confident stride. Selena, seated gracefully on the sofa, poured a cup of tea. "Mr. Abraham, please, have a seat."

Abraham took his place across from her, not rushing to speak. His eyes roamed freely over her, taking in every detail. The large bay window behind her bathed her in sunlight, giving her an almost ethereal glow. She was captivating, every movement a delight to watch.

Abraham had been around plenty of women, experienced all sorts of beauties, but next to Selena, they all paled in comparison. There was something uniquely magnetic about her that pulled him in.

Selena placed the steaming cup of tea in front of Abraham. "Mr. Abraham, enjoy your tea."

He cracked a smile, savoring a sip. "The tea is delightful, and the company even more so," he complimented without missing a beat.

Selena couldn't quite figure out his game. Logically, after she'd orchestrated Joy's downfall, she and Abraham should be at odds. Yet here he was, acting like it was just another day.

Even if Abraham had an interest in her, it wouldn't be enough to make him

swallow his pride. Ambitious men like him always valued their goals over romantic pursuits.

rushing things. She sipped her tea casually, her calm demeanor unwavering. Often, the

a strategic game, staying composed

losing to you was inevitable. If she had your cool head, the tables might have

Abraham to clean up after her. But when it came to dealing with Everett and Selena,

wearing thin. "Mr. Abraham, if you have something to

back, crossing his legs with a relaxed air. "I'm

"What kind of

her office, then spoke thoughtfully. "The Irwin family used to

Selena, would

marrying

to revive the Irwin family's glory, but Westfield's scene has changed. Blaine can't make a dent there, so he's shifted

so perceptive. Despite his formal role, Kesler International was still under his

"So what are you

Irwin Enterprises step

on a giant's shoulders and then