Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

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.

But Selena wasn't rushing things. She sipped her tea casually, her calm demeanor unwavering. Often, the one who rushes reveals their own weaknesses.noveldrama

In a strategic game, staying composed is a huge advantage.

Abraham chuckled softly, admiration glinting in his eyes. "Selena, Joy losing to you was inevitable. If she had your cool head, the tables might have turned."

Joy had all the advantages, being careful in her moves and having Abraham to clean up after her. But when it came to dealing with Everett and Selena, she let her emotions cloud her judgment.

Selena set her cup down, her patience wearing thin. "Mr. Abraham, if you have something to say, let's cut to the chase."

Abraham leaned back, crossing his legs with a relaxed air. "I'm here to discuss a partnership, Ms. Selena."

A partnership? Selena asked, "What kind of partnership are you proposing, Mr. Abraham?"

Abraham glanced around her office, then spoke thoughtfully. "The Irwin family used to be the top family in Westfield. If they hadn't been

betrayed, you, Selena, would benet

esteemed heiress-not ridiculed for marrying into the Bennett family."

"I know Blaine has been working hard to revive the Irwin family's glory, but Westfield's scene has changed. Blaine can't make a dent there, so he's shifted focus to Newport, aiming to build a foundation here before moving north."

Selena wasn't surprised Abraham was so perceptive. Despite his formal role, Kesler International was still under his influence.

Selena asked, "So what are you suggesting, Mr. Abraham?"

Abraham smiled knowingly. "Growing Irwin Enterprises step by step is too slow.

Why not stand on a giant's shoulders and then take over the giant?"

A giant? Selena caught on quickly. "You mean Everett?"

"Talking to someone sharp is such a relief."

Abraham took another sip of his tea. "You've got a grudge against Everett, right?

If we team up and bring him down, we can split Bennett Corporation's resources."

"Then, with Irwin Enterprises thriving, you wouldn't need to rely on any man. You'd have your own empire and your child would always be

Bennett family trying to take the

yours without the fear of the

away."