Hadn't Selena once declared she'd split Everett's assets right down the middle and refused to back down? As if reading Joy's mind, Selena parted her lips and addressed breezily, "Making my own money feels like a better choice. I'd rather not dirty my hands with that

jerk's

cash."

Joy opened her mouth, about to say something, but Selena clicked a few times on her mouse and sent off an email. Then, she turned to Joy with a smile that made her eyes sparkle. "Or do you doubt I can take care of myself?"

Joy was momentarily at a loss for words, quickly shaking her head. "Of course not. Remember three years ago, when you were just starting out as a journalist, and you exposed that corruption scandal? It shook the whole media world. If your marriage hadn't forced you back home and kept you from work, you'd be soaring by now, and money wouldn't be an issue."

Selena's stellar performance had captured the attention of Ink & Insight, a legendary and secretive place where journalists were industry icons. The best part? Besides a steady paycheck, there was no cap on project commissions. So, if you had the knack for digging up valuable stories, you'd get a hefty share, with bonuses mid-year and at year's end.

folks dreamed of joining Ink & Insight, but Selena received a personal invite from the editor-in-chief. Naturally, after joining, she never let him down. Every task he assigned was executed flawlessly, making her one

was love-struck and foolishly

she found out his heart belonged to someone else, her competitive streak kicked in, and she

years, and her mind was filled with regret over

long moment, finally seeing the seriousness in her demeanor, unlike the

hugged Selena, "Selena, whatever you decide, I'm with you! I can't wait

a journalist who fights for justice had

call

party tomorrow night and wants his wife to attend. I'll pick you up at five. It'll

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