Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

After she hung up the phone, Selena didn't waste any time. She blocked Everett again without a second thought. With that done, she felt a surge of relief wash over her.

She was done pleading with that jerk for a divorce. Whether he signed or not didn't matter. He'd have no choice but to come crawling back, asking for a divorce once Margot started showing. Selena was ready to walk away with nothing now, but when he eventually wanted out, she'd make sure it cost him dearly.

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Everett stood in his mansion as the dial tone echoed in his ear. His expression darkened. His grip on the phone was so tight that his knuckles turned white.

Behind him, Margot's voice was soft and hesitant. "Everett..."

He turned around, barely sparing her a glance. "I'll have the driver take you home," he said coolly, picking up his phone to make another call.

"But won't you get a headache from all that drinking? I can stay and look after you," Margot offered, moving a little closer.

"It's okay. I'm fine." he cut her off firmly.

I have an early flight. If I go back now, I won't get any rest. Can't

mansion, hinting, "You've got plenty of guest

word. As soon as the driver

reluctance and resignation. Despite her disappointment, it was clear he was in no mood for company. She told him to get some rest,

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Joy got up to get ready for work, moving around quietly, but still,

keep up with that jerk's insane schedule. She closed her eyes, hoping to

reached under her pillow, grabbed her phone, and

and she'd completely forgotten that payment day was just around the corner. She had planned to finish the last job and, with her savings combined,

job wasn't completed perfectly, her commission was

was as

on Everett. She realized sleep wasn't happening and jumped out of bed, booted up her computer, and dashed off

got any new gigs? I'm up for anything, no matter the level. Just send

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