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.

was parked under a streetlight, almost blending into the dusk. Derick stood by the car, visibly relieved to see her. "Ma'am, thanks for coming down." Selena glanced at him. The night was chilly, and he was just in a thin shirt, his face pale

suddenly realized it was petty to drag others into her feud with Everett. Derick was just an unlucky employee caught in

she looked at him with such pity but didn't dare to ask. He simply opened the

Everett lounging on the other side of the car, eyes closed. His handsome face

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

withdrew her gaze and, instead of getting in, told Derick directly, "Derick, you can clock

Is that a problem?" Selena raised an

head, surprised she was acting like her usual self again. He thought tonight would be endless

the driver's seat,

around. Selena glanced at Everett in the rearview mirror. Thanks to her usually steady driving, his frown relaxed, and his lips even curted into

gas, the car shooting forward like a rocket. A moment later, she slammed

his head smacking against the seatback, and then was

snapped his eyes open, but before he could say anything, the car took

dizziness churned inside him, and his handsome

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

slowly straightened, brows furrowed as he stared at her like he didn't know her

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

was palpable. It was like she was a different person. A dangerous glint