Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Ricky, standing off to the side with a frown, chimed in, "Don't go begging him for me. What I did was my fault, and I'll face the music! Jail's just jail. I'll come out tougher!" Selena gave him a light smack on the forehead. "Oh, hush!"

Ricky's good-looking face had a stubborn expression as he muttered, "Just don't go asking him for anything!" Selena took a deep breath. She knew Ricky had never liked Everett as his in-law because he could see Everett didn't truly care for her.

Everett married her but always made her feel small, even though she put on a brave face around him. Plus, Ricky grew up attending a fancy private school, rubbing shoulders with the kids of the elite. Those kids either judged their family for 'reaching above their status' by getting close to the Bennett family or gossiped about Everett's flings. This only made Ricky more protective of Selena.

Selena was one of the most cherished women in his life, someone he couldn't stand to see mistreated.

After getting Ricky home and warning him to stay out of trouble, Selena headed back to Joy's residence. She pulled out her phone, opened the blocked list, and there was Everett's number just sitting there.

She remembered her bold words from that night and regretted burning bridges. It was always wise to leave some room for negotiation!

After a moment's hesitation, she unblocked his number and dialed. She didn't expect Everett to pick up, but to her surprise, he answered almost immediately, catching her off guard.

His cold, impatient voice cut through, "Did you call just to stay silent?"

in disbelief. Oh, he really knew

in a customer service tone. "Hey, Mr. Everett, I was just calling

used to this question, replied in

said he'd proceed judging from her behavior, but now

grin, Selena said, "If a divorce isn't on the table right now,

brazenness, Everett let out a small chuckle.

for help;

my husband for a little assistance, don't I?" Selena pressed on with confidence. If they divorced, she'd lose those perks, but he was dragging it out! Everett laughed in exasperation, but he was used to her shameless demeanor. He strolled over to the floor-to-ceiling window,

explained, "Ricky

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kid's in the hospital. His mother Sydney's insisting

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