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 night was chilly, and he was just in

others into her feud with Everett. Derick

dare to ask. He simply opened the car door for

Everett lounging on the other side of the

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

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

problem?" Selena raised

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

got into the driver's seat, and

were deserted late at night, and almost no cars were around. Selena glanced at Everett in the rearview mirror. Thanks to her usually steady driving,

she floored the gas, the car shooting forward like

lurched forward, his head smacking against the seatback, and then was thrown back into the seat with

the car took a sharp left, then a right, his body swaying with the

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

he wanted to tear her apart. Selena dangled the car keys and smirked. "Sorry about that, my driving is just a bit

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

smooth and steady. To say she wasn't doing this on purpose was

with her recent rebellious streak and odd behavior was palpable. It was like she