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?"

fine, just a few scrapes," Brook

why the urgent

the other kid's bones! And that kid happens to be from the Campbell

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

your brother behind bars. I tried

over at the two bodyguards standing at the ward's

just a kid, and he's worked so hard to get into a top university.

"You've got to help

uncle, was a good kid with a strong moral

kid won't say a

"It's late. Let's

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

Ricky stayed silent.

ice-cold. "Are you going to fess up, or do I have to drag it out of

a few seconds, Ricky mumbled, "That guy

missing a beat, Selena gave the bed a swift kick.

going to sit back and let yourself get locked up, huh? Fine, if you felt so bold enough to start a fight, then be ready to face

Ricky's

her words as sharp as ever "Your brother got into this mess because

your net

him take the fall?

you, this is how you

shot up, interrupting her. "Mom, stop with the nonsense! My fight had nothing to do with Selena. I just didn't like that guy,