Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 875

She'd been stuck there for what felt like an eternity—just one day and night, but it was enough to break her spirit. As soon as she saw Abraham, she practically threw herself at him, wrapping him in a desperate hug.

"Please, brother, get me out of here. I can't stand another minute."

Having lived a life of luxury, she'd never faced such dire circumstances. Her pleas fell on deaf ears as Abraham stood silent. After a moment, she released him and looked up, confused by his lack of response.

Then, shockingly, Abraham slapped her. Hard. The force knocked Joy to the ground, her ears ringing from the blow.

Abraham looked down at her, his expression cold and unforgiving. "Don't you see? No one can save you now!"

Her public confession of all her wrongdoings had been streamed live for the whole world to see. Even though the video was pulled down quickly, the damage was done. People had recorded, screenshotted, and shared it everywhere online. There was no containing it.

If he intervened now, his reputation would be in tatters. With the election looming, he had no choice but to put duty before family. He needed to salvage his public image, even if it meant cutting ties with his sister.

"Didn't I tell you to leave Newport? I said I'd handle everything. But no, you let yourself get played and took matters into your own hands!" Abraham was exasperated. "This mess is your own doing!"

Joy clutched her face, sobbing. "I know I messed up. I'll do whatever you say from now on. Please, I don't want to go to jail. I'm begging you, you can't just leave me like this."

She crawled over, clutching at his leg. "You've always looked out for me. Please, find a way. I promise I'll listen to you from now on!"

Joy could handle losing to anyone but Selena. She couldn't stomach that. She'd just been caught off guard this time.

Abraham closed his eyes, letting out a deep sigh. After a long pause, he crouched down, his gaze softening as he looked at the red mark on Joy's cheek.