Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena pursed her lips, a hint of uncertainty in her voice. "What if I was just making a fuss over nothing?"

Callum shook his head with certainty. "You wouldn't."

Her eyebrows rose in surprise. "Really?"

"You're just not that kind of person," he replied with a knowing smile.

Selena was taken aback. This was only their second encounter, and they barely knew each other. How could he be so sure about her character?

Sensing her skepticism, Callum continued gently, "Sometimes, you just know."

A warm sensation spread through Selena's chest. It was amazing that even after such brief meetings, he could see her true nature.

Most people, including her husband Everett, would side with family over fairness. Even if Everett had witnessed the earlier incident, he'd surely have backed Rebecca.

But Callum was different; he valued fairness over family ties.

real breath of fresh air in their social circle and so much

she said sincerely, "Thank

...

and Everett stepped out, his long strides

to his arm, her voice full

attitude, then deliberately spilled red wine all over me. She embarrassed me in front of my friends. You have to set her straight, or I'll never live it down!" Everett paused, looking down at Rebecca, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "What did you

I didn't do anything,"

eyes narrowed,

heavy silence

quivered, just asked her to help serve some wine to my friends. It's not too much to ask, right? As the host, she should be taking care of the guests, shouldn't

a humble background. She can't hold her own and only gets by

en

expression turned icy as he snapped, "Enough! Rebecca Bennett,

Rebecca more than her cousin using her full name. Her heart skipped a beat,

Selena is the host, not a servant. She's my wife, not

years, she'd often bad-mouthed Selena to her cousin, and he never seemed to care. But now, he was actually defending