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Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 812
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Chapter 812 Everett donned a classic three-piece suit, which highlighted his lean waist and long legs, making him look even more dashing and handsome. Meanwhile, Breanne was turning heads in a Chanel couture gown from the latest collection, her neck and wrists sparkling with luxurious jewelry, radiating the vibe of someone who's been lavishly pampered and adored.

It was clear she was the new favorite. The paparazzi couldn't get enough, their cameras flashing non-stop. Who would've thought that after the recent headlines about the former Mrs. Bennett, Selena, and Joy, the heiress of Kesler International, a new contender would enter the scene, seemingly showered with endless affection? You know how it goes-men often have a soft spot for the young and beautiful. Breanne, a rising star of the new generation, was undoubtedly at the peak of her youthful allure. Yet, folks couldn't help but notice how much Breanne resembled Selena, as if she was molded from the stemplate. Was Mr. Everett drawn to her because his taste hasn't changed over the years, or was it because she reminded him of someone special? Thanks to Everett's fame, Breanne quickly becthe center of attention, soaking up the spotlight wherever she went. The paparazzi, always looking to stay in favor, showered her with compliments, leaving Breanne floating on cloud nine.

She clung to Everett's arm, striding down the red carpet with her chin up, as if she was already Mrs. Bennett, reveling in her newfound triumph. Selena, standing still, watched as they entered, surrounded by the crowd. Holt, observing her expression, was concerned and gently suggested, "Miss, are you alright? Maybe we should head out?" Selena shook her head, "If I skip this one, what about the next? I can't keep hiding forever." Holt's eyes reflected both worry and admiration. "I'm okay, really. I'll just show my face and leave soon." With a reassuring smile, Selena lifted her gown and discreetly made her way into the hotel. Inside, the ballroom was alive with the clinking of glasses and lively chatter.

As Selena entered, she exchanged pleasantries with Jason, who noticed her looking a bit worn out. "Ms. Selena, even with all the work, make sure you get srest. You're a cornerstone of Irwin Enterprises now; you can't afford to burn out." Jason, being in the know about Blaine's tricky situation in France, was genuinely concerned. Raising her champagne glass, Selena replied, "Thanks for the concern. I'll manage just fine; our projects won't suffer."

Jason trusted her abilities. After all, talent runs in the family, and Selena, with her quick wit, and sharp learning Ve curve, v was destined to make her mark in the business world. After a brief chat, Jason spotted an old friend and excused himself.

Not feeling up for mingling, Selena was about to find a quiet spot to sit ΟΠ when a strikingly beautiful woman approached, blocking her way. Looking up, she realized it was Breanne.

They both took a moment to size each other. ap. Breanne was taken aback, not expecting Selena to show up, and certainly not expecting her to look so stunning. Selena was a classic beauty, older yet far from washed out, exuding a mature woman's allure and charm.