Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena squirmed uncomfortably. What was his problem now? Her fidgeting only seemed to annoy Everett more, his grip around her waist tightening like a vice. His dark eyes shot her a frosty side-eye-a clear warning. Today, she was supposed to play the part of the loving wife, so Selena, ever the professional, swallowed her irritation and stood still.

Callum flashed a warm smile and greeted, "Everett, long time no see."

Everett gave a half-hearted smile in return. Then Callum turned to Selena. "Selena and I..."

They had hit it off right away and shared similar views. Selena didn't want to be called Mrs. Bennett anymore, so they agreed to use first names.

Before Callum could finish, Selena jumped in, "We just clicked, unlike some people who make even half a conversation feel like too much of a task!"

She was on the brink of divorce. Who she got along with was not Everett's concern, and she did not owe him any explanations!

"I'll let you two chat. I'm off to find the restroom." Selena remembered he had asked about the restroom and quickly directed him, "Just up ahead and

and walked away

to reality. She looked up

he'd

another man like that. Who are you trying

let out a bitter laugh. The nerve of him to fool around and then accuse her-typical of someone with a guilty

less if you feel embarrassed, but I've

attitude only stoked Everett's anger, making him laugh sarcastically. "Selena, Rebecca claims you threw a drink

front of everyone."

run to him with a twisted version of events and scoffed, "And what?

I? It's Grandpa's