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.

me what you've got. No one else compares to the original partner; in a man's

really is a king without a

"Mr. Abraham, don't try to bait me. I just need some

then. Here's to hoping our partnership brings

her phone onto the desk,

Holt was

a moment to gather

seriously considering working

Scoundrel... I mean,

Holt had warmed up to Everett quite

, Mr. Everett seemedel

than someone like Abraham.

worried that Selena might make a decision

her, amused by Holt's

teased, "What do you

you shouldn't. Joy is bad news, and Abraham's

Mr. Everett has made

mistaken

trying to

right? Surely

redemption?"

Selena chuckled at this.