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?"

just a

why the urgent

broke the other kid's bones! And that kid

the pinnacle of Newport's elite, with the Campbell family closely

"The kid's mother won't settle. He wants to press charges and put your brother behind bars. I tried talking it out, but she won't even see

at the two bodyguards standing

worked so hard to get into a top university.

hand. "You've

was baffled. Ricky, though pampered by her aunt and uncle, was a good kid with a strong moral compass. He wasn't one to pick fights. What on earth had happened?

stubborn kid won't say a word. He just locked himself up after

"It's late. Let's head home, and I'll talk to Ricky to figure

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. Why did you get into

Ricky stayed silent.

to fess up, or do I have to drag it

Ricky

the bed a 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

Ricky's mother Claire stormed in,

as sharp as ever "Your brother got

your net

take the fall? After

this is how you

had nothing to do with Selena. I just didn't like