Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

In today's world, it seems like everyone's on edge, especially college students, who have their fair share of meltdowns.

Take Joy, for instance. If she kept playing the victim, people might've just gotten fed up with her. But when she suddenly let it all out, sharing her heartbreak and unrequited love, she struck a chord with some folks. They could see that she was just hopelessly in love. Was that really a crime?

She was infatuated with a guy she couldn't have, which might have even pushed her toward depression. So, it was understandable, right? People started whispering, trying to justify her actions.

Joy had invested a ton of money in hiring online trolls to back her up. The head honcho of these trolls, sensing a shift in public sentiment, stopped targeting Selena and instead focused on painting Joy as a passionate woman driven to madness by her unreturned love. As long as this narrative held up, Joy could turn the tide and maybe even come out on top!

Everett, no matter how rich or influential, couldn't control what everyone thought or keep them quiet. Joy smirked to herself. She was going to show Everett just how brilliantly she could manage a crisis, proving she was second to none. She believed she fit the role of the Bennett family's matriarch, not someone like Selena. To her, being kind and soft was just a fancy way of saying weak.

Everett chuckled, "Really? Just a moral slip-up?”

That smile of his made Joy's confident grin falter a bit. Did he have something else up his sleeve? No way! She'd been so careful, always covering her tracks. Unless...

A sudden realization hit her, and her expression darkened. Everett clapped, and Alex nodded, signaling to Bill. Bill quickly brought another person onto the stage, dropping him right where Dr. Stone had been.

This time, it was a striking young man. Joy's eyes widened in shock, and she staggered back, needing her assistant's support to stay upright.

The man didn't put up much of a fight and quickly spilled the beans. He was the waiter Joy had bribed to spike Selena's drink at the business gala and then move the

ver

unconscious Selena to a hotel room. After doing the deed, he got a hefty payment and headed back home. But he hadn't expected a bunch of guys in black to burst into his house that morning, drag him out of bed, and whisk him away to Newport by helicopter. noveldrama

Once they landed, he was brought straight here, everything done with swift precision. His job was to confess, with the promise of more money and assurance of his safety. So, he saw no reason to resist.

After he finished talking, Everett's eyes lazily drifted over to Joy. His lips curled into a slow, deliberate smile as he asked, "So, can the law catch up with you now?"

Joy's eyes blazed with fury, but she couldn't say a word. It turns out Everett hadn't run out of options; he'd just been waiting for the perfect moment to strike. This surprise attack left her reeling, unable to fight back.

She couldn't deny it, especially since

her brother Abraham was involved

that night too. If she kept up her

antics, he'd be dragged down with her. Even if he wouldn't face any direct consequences, his reputation couldn't take a hit during such a crucial election period. The future of the Kesler family-and hers-rested on his shoulders.

Joy bit her lip hard, her frustration silencing her completely. Just then, the police arrived, making a beeline for Joy. After showing their badges, they arrested her for suspected intentional harm. The silver handcuffs snapped onto her wrists, and she was led away in front of everyone, with the man also taken along to give his statement.