Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena gritted her teeth. "Are you threatening me?"

"Threatening you? No way, I'm just having a friendly chat with you."

Selena was at a loss for words. She knew all too well that the jerk always followed through on his threats. He was fearless and relied on his power. Joy had kindly offered her a place to stay, risking the wrath of that bastard. Selena couldn't let him show up and cause

trouble.

She had her pride, after all.

Clenching her fists, Selena said, "Just you wait!" After hanging up, she headed to her room to change her clothes.

Joy was curled up in a blanket on the bed, her eyes filled with worry as she watched Selena. "Should I... come down with you?" Even as she said it, her trembling betrayed her fear.

Joy was usually fearless, but even she cowered when faced with Everett's tyranny, showing just how insufferable he usually was.

"It's okay.. You go back to sleep."

Still worried, Joy added, "My phone will be on. Call me if you need anything."

Selena waved her off and strode out.

visibly relieved to see her. "Ma'am, thanks for coming down." Selena glanced at him. The

realized it was petty to drag others into her feud with

looked at him with such pity but didn't dare to ask. He simply opened the car door for her, as was his job. "Ma'am, please get

the other side of the car, eyes closed.

shut and pretended to be a pendant, he was quite the sight. Too bad he

told Derick directly, "Derick, you can clock out and head home. I'll take him back home." Derick

that a problem?" Selena raised an

quickly shook his head, surprised she was acting like her usual self again. He thought tonight would be endless trouble. Guess she still cared

the driver's

glanced at Everett in the rearview mirror. Thanks to

forward like a rocket. A moment later, she slammed on the

lurched forward, his head smacking against the seatback, and then

could say anything, the car

bit, the nauseating dizziness churned inside him, and his handsome

tear her apart. Selena dangled the car keys and smirked. "Sorry about that,

stared

countless times before, and it was always smooth and steady. To say she wasn't doing this on purpose

was palpable. It was like she was