Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Alexa's eyes were wide with fear.

Joy smirked at her. "What? You think I'm being cruel? Honestly, I did Selena a favor. This way is quick and painless."

"As for what happens after she's gone, don't fret. She struggled with severe depression and was on all sorts of meds. This powder is harmless by itself. It only interacted with her medication, so no one will point fingers at you."

"Alexa, I know Selena took you in and you're grateful, but was it really out of kindness? I've known her for years. She's all about family. It wasn't you she was protecting; it was the Irwin family bloodline you're carrying."

Joy's eyes dropped to Alexa's slightly rounded belly. "If this baby wasn't Blaine's from the Irwin family, do you really think she would have gone against her uncle Blaine for your sake?"

"You..." Alexa's fists clenched. "Stop trying to cause trouble. My child is Blaine's."

"Is that so?"

Joy laughed suddenly, mocking her naivety. "Does it even matter? Blaine never really trusted you. Once doubt creeps in, it's hard to shake off. Once your pregnancy stabilizes, Selena will definitely arrange an amnio."

"Alexa, let me be clear. Here in Newport, whatever I decide will be the outcome for your child."

"If you follow my lead, I'll make sure you and your baby are safe. I'll get you a new identity, send you abroad, and give you a hefty sum. You can start fresh. But if you cross me... you won't be able to hold onto anything you care about."

Tears brimmed in Alexa's eyes as she glared at Joy, angry but helpless. She was all alone, with nothing to her name.

Joy grabbed Alexa's hand, slowly prying open her fingers to place the bottle of powder in her palm.

"Alexa, self-preservation is the name of the game. I'm waiting for your good news. Don't let me down."

With that, Joy put on her sunglasses, sneering as she got up and walked away.

Alexa sat there, sweating in the perfectly air-conditioned café.

After a while, her phone buzzed loudly, snapping her back to reality. It was Ava calling, probably worried after not finding her when she returned.

Alexa quickly pulled herself together, answering the call while heading to the hospital.

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Over at Moon Bay.

Selena sat in the tea room, with five burly bodyguards standing in a line, waiting for her to choose.

Holt, nearby, occasionally topped up her tea and helped with the evaluations.noveldrama

"Miss, I've compared Devin's photos, and I think the second guy from the left matches his build the best. He'd be the ideal choice for

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Selena looked up, examining them closely.

After a moment, she nodded slightly. "His build is indeed the best match, but... the

one on the right has a more similar face."

Holt glanced at them but shook his head. "The build difference is pretty noticeable. Won't that be a giveaway?"

Selena sipped her tea thoughtfully. "No, from what I know of Joy, she hires hitmen but never meets them face-to-face. She's never seen Devin in person. Her knowledge of him comes from that one picture in the news and her assumptions. So, a similar face is more crucial than the body type."