Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 888

Abraham let out a sudden chuckle.

"Ms. Selena, you're quite the straight shooter."

Selena arched an eyebrow. "Mr. Abraham, what's that supposed to mean? You pushed me for an answer, and now that I've given it, you're questioning my motives?"

She didn't bother to hide her disdain and sarcasm. "If you don't trust me, why come looking for my help in the first place? Surely, Mr. Abraham, you know the importance of trusting the people you work with?"

"Selena, there's no need to rile me up. At my level, one wrong move and everything crumbles."

Abraham laid all his doubts on the table. "I've already lost a sister; I'm not about to let someone like you take us down, am I?"

Selena leaned back in her plush leather chair, tapping her fingers on the desk. "So, Mr. Abraham, what exactly are you getting at?"

"I need to see you mean business. If you can get your hands on the Bennett Corporation's official seal and Everett's personal seal, then we're in business. Once that's sorted, you'll be in on my whole plan."

Official and personal seals.

Abraham was really asking for the moon here.

These things were crucial, and he knew exactly where to hit to make it hurt.

Selena didn't speak right away.

No one else compares to the original partner; in a man's heart, the first one holds unmatched

really is a king

don't try to

then. Here's to hoping our

Selena tossed her phone onto the desk, her dark eyes

her, Holt was

to

seriously considering working

I mean,

to Everett quite a bit. If

, Mr. Everett seemedel

than someone like Abraham.

Selena might make a decision

at her, amused by Holt's mix of shock

"What

bad news, and

Mr. Everett has

mistaken

he trying

Surely he's

redemption?"

Selena chuckled at this.