Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 800

Austin was momentarily caught off guard... Next month wasn't just the anniversary of Gavin's passing; it was also the day Gavin had taken a bullet meant for him. Some friendships aren't defined by what you can get out of them.

With a wry grin, Austin shook his head, "No surprise you were brought up by Gavin. He was the old fox, and you're the young one." He raised his glass of whiskey, clinking it against Everett's, before downing it in one go. Everett knew that meant Austin was on board.

As the meeting wrapped up, Everett headed off to his next engagement. This time, it was in a private room at a bar, where Ashton, the second most likely candidate for future leadership, was being hosted along with a few others. Ashton had his own agenda, embroiled in an ongoing tussle with Abraham, always playing catch-up and nursing a grudge.

Everett had a certain respect for people like Ashton, whose flaws were there for all to see—easy to manage, easy to control. If Abraham wanted to play dirty, Everett was more than ready to dive in. Fear wasn’t in his vocabulary.

In Ashton's presence, Everett wasn't as deferential; in fact, Ashton seemed eager to win him over. If Bennett Corporation and the Bennett family threw their full weight behind him, the future leadership might not automatically go to Abraham. Ashton might just have a shot!

A few too many drinks in, Everett was feeling the buzz. He loosened his tie, undid a couple of shirt buttons, and leaned back into the leather sofa, pretending to nap. Ashton, who thrived in lively settings, had invited several young women to join them, including a rising star from the entertainment world.

Breanne, a fresh face from the new generation, was all youthful energy and sweetness. She had quickly gathered a fan base and was dubbed the nation's sweetheart. Confident in her status, she didn't mingle with the other men. Her eyes were on Everett from the moment she walked in.

Breanne was momentarily taken aback. Selena—wasn't that the name of the former Mrs. Bennett? She touched her face lightly, realizing her sister had been right; she did resemble the former Mrs. Bennett quite a bit.

Though Everett’s mix-up was a bit annoying, she was confident in her beauty—and she was much younger than Selena. What man wouldn’t be charmed by her, wouldn’t fall at her feet? Right now, getting Everett’s favor was the top priority.

"Yes, Mr. Everett, you're a bit tipsy. Let's head to a room upstairs to rest. Here, let me help you..."