Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

The night had settled in, wrapping the hospital room in a thick silence, broken only by the soft hum of machinery. Selena's eyes drifted from Josh's pallid face to Everett, sitting beside him. The whirlwind of recent events had left Everett looking more haggard, a hint of exhaustion and paleness giving him a vulnerable air that tugged at the heartstrings. She knew how close he was to his grandfather.

Without meaning to, her voice softened, "What's really going on with Grandpa?"

Earlier, with so many people around, it hadn't been the right time to ask.

Everett shot her a look, his dark eyes tinged with sarcasm. "With all that talk about divorce, and wanting to cut ties with the Bennett family and me, do you expect me to believe that you still care?" Selena was speechless. Oh, how she wanted to shut that mouth of his!

Selena swallowed her anger, turned on her heel, and plopped down on the couch, making a point not to look his way again. Everett's lips tightened into a thin, stern line as he frowned at her. He was about to approach her when the door creaked open. Callum walked in, having swapped out his surgical scrubs for a spotless white doctor's coat, looking more dashing than ever. "Everett, can we chat outside for a sec?" Callum asked.

"Sure."

Everett glanced back at Selena, who was still glued to her phone, then stepped out.

...

Down the hallway.

Leaning against the wall, Everett pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and took a long drag, letting the smoke curl up into the air. Even in his dejected state, he carried a certain rugged charm. In a raspy voice, he said, "Go on."

really taken a turn for the worse. It's affecting his other organs, and given his age, all we can do is keep him

about him marrying three years ago, aware of his own declining health. He wanted to see everything settled while he still could. But Josh had kept his condition under wraps. He only told Everett, so others wouldn't push

this bad, Clallum wouldn't

long does he have?" Everett

months," Callum answered

"Okay."

them, his usual calm demeanor restored. He stubbed out the

smiled, "Of course,

nodded, ready to return

there's something else...

snapping to Callum,

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"It was Rebecca who threw juice at Selena first today.

you see

but the staff did. You

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