Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena dashed forward, catching up to him in no time and blocking his path. "Excuse me, sir, could I ask you for a favor?"

The man stopped, his eyes meeting hers. "Sure, what is it?"

Selena got straight to the point, her tone earnest. "I'm willing to pay double for this plane ticket as compensation for any inconvenience. Could you let me have it?"

He didn't answer right away.

Feeling desperate, Selena took a deep breath and raised three fingers, her voice trembling. "Can I triple it?"

A soft chuckle escaped him, his face lighting up with a warm, charming smile that felt like spring sunshine, instantly easing the tension in the air. "Fine. ou can have it." His voice was soothing, like a gentle stream. Relief washed over Selena. "Thank you so much! May you continue to be blessed in the world!"

As the airline staff sorted out their tickets, boarding had begun, so she quickly added him on social media before making a run for it.

He stood there, watching her scamper away like a little rabbit, a slow smile spreading across his face.

...

By the time Selena reached the hospital, it was late. Her uncle, Brook, was pacing the corridor outside the VIP ward, worry etched on his face, puffing on a cigarette.

Selena hurried over, concern in her voice. "Uncle Brook, what's going on?"

Brook let out a huge sigh of relief seeing her and crushed his cigarette underfoot. "That darn kid got into a brawl."

"Is Ricky alright?"

a few scrapes," Brook

why the

broke the other kid's bones! And that

pinnacle of Newport's elite, with the Campbell family closely behind. It was no wonder

put your brother behind bars. I tried talking it out, but she won't

at the two bodyguards standing

a kid, and he's worked so hard to get into a

"You've got to

good kid with a strong moral compass. He wasn't one to pick fights. What on

about it made Brook even more agitated. "The stubborn kid won't say a word.

Selena took a deep breath. "It's late. Let's head home, and I'll talk to

next morning, Selena knocked on Ricky's door, but there was no reply. She rolled her eyes and walked in, only to see him quickly bury himself under the covers. Selena tried to pull the blanket away, but he held on tight. She stood over him, her voice firm. "Come on, spill it.

Ricky stayed silent.

to fess up, or do I have to drag

seconds, Ricky mumbled,

swift kick. "I said, be honest!" Ricky clammed

you're just going to sit back and let yourself get locked up, huh? Fine, if you felt

saying?" Ricky's mother Claire stormed in,

"Your brother

your net

the fall? After

done for you, this is how you repay

the nonsense! My fight had nothing to do with Selena. I just didn't