Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 756

Abraham curled his lips into a sly grin as he picked up his phone to make a call. Just a few moments later, Levi swung open the door, stepping in with a full bottle of whiskey. He placed it on the coffee table, then backed out of the room with a respectful nod.

Selena eyed the bottle, sizing up its strength, and got a pretty good sense of what Abraham meant by "sincerity."

Sure enough, Abraham, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, said, "Selena, no matter how you spin it, my sister's not thrilled with you. And as her brother, it’s on me to lend her a hand."

"If you can finish this bottle, I might think about it."

A whole bottle of whiskey, downed in one go, would leave anyone flat on their back. Plus, his reasoning was ridiculous. Joy was the one gunning for her, yet she had to pay the price for Joy's mood.

Selena felt sarcasm bubbling up, but she had no choice but to swallow her pride for now. "Alright, I’ll drink."

Without much hesitation, she walked over, bent down, and reached for the bottle. Abraham's hand intercepted hers, his palm brushing against hers as he gave a friendly reminder, "Selena, just so you know, even if you drink this, I might not step in. I'll only consider it."

"I get it," Selena replied, meeting his gaze. "But if I don’t drink, I’ve got no shot, right?"

With that, she pulled her hand back, grabbed the bottle, and tipped it up, drinking straight from it. Abraham leaned back lazily on the couch, watching her with a laid-back air.

She obviously wasn’t used to this kind of drinking scene, showing no finesse, just gulping it down. Drinking too fast, whiskey spilled from the corners of her mouth, trailing down her long, pale neck.