Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

In the next moment, Selena snapped out of it and shoved him away with a fierce determination. "I want a divorce, and it's not because of this!" she declared. Everett's handsome face turned as dark as a stormy night. "Oh really? If it's not about the money, then what's it about?"

Selena's eyelashes fluttered with emotion. If she had to pinpoint her biggest regret over the past three years, it would be taking Joy's advice when all her attempts to catch his eye had failed. Joy had assured her that, given what she knew about Everett, being gentle and soft wouldn't work, so she had to try the opposite approach.

"You gotta spend his money like there's no tomorrow," Joy had said. "Demand gifts left and right-where a man spends his money, that's where his heart is."

Back then, Selena was desperate, so she went along with it. She started buying only the most expensive things, pestering him to buy more and more stuff. That's how she ended up with a second credit card.

But to a man as wealthy as Everett, the money she spent was a drop in the ocean. It didn't even make him blink, let alone notice her more. Instead, it became a stick he could beat her with during their arguments a sign of her supposed greed.

After they got married, her uncle and aunt hinted that she should nudge Everett to help her family more, but she always refused, using her lack of business knowledge as an excuse. She never asked him for anything.

She was his wife, so spending his money shouldn't come with guilt. But when it came to the Bennett Corporation, she had her pride.

Still, he lumped all these accusations on her.

Selena's lips turned pale, and she opened her mouth as if to explain, but then she just smiled at herself a little bitterly.

"Got nothing to say?" Everett smirked, letting out a derisive snort.

slipping back into his usual composed and superior tone. "I can agree to the business deal, but you need to come home tonight. No more clubbing or wearing those revealing outfits. Remember who you

want people gossiping about him at his own party, driving him to an

dark eyes, her voice steadier than it had ever been. "Your

handed it to him. "Take it back,

dropped to the card, his expression growing colder. "What are you trying to

don't want any of it

right? Well, you're right. After the divorce, I'll get new stuff! I

barely controlled. "Selena, have I been too

her

she did was ever good enough. Only the favored Margot could act fearlessly

one he was tired

and he nearly grinding his teeth. "Is this all about getting

recalled her odd behavior started that night. It was all

mind? Do you think I'm worthy of having your child

A deep irritation clouded his gaze, and

patience is wearing thin. I'll

I can give you the project but you need to take back

he was offering her an out, and she