Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Everett glanced down, his face unreadable, and cast a fleeting look at her before turning to walk away.

Selena's eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly grabbed his sleeve. "Hold on, what's that supposed to mean? Are you trying to bail on me?"

If he dared to backtrack, she was ready to give him a piece of her mind right then and there.

Everett sneered. "You want to hash this out here? Are you worried others might miss the show?"

Only then did Selena notice the occasional passerby in the hallway, not to mention the entire Bennett family gathered in the hospital room. Yeah, this wasn't the place for a showdown. She swallowed her irritation and forced a smile. "Alright, let's find somewhere else."

She had planned to duck into a nearby café, wrap things up quickly, and leave. But as soon as they stepped out of the hospital, Derick was already parked out front, waiting.

He opened the back door, and Everett slid in without a moment's pause.

Selena bit her lower lip and was reluctant. Spending another second with him was suffocating!

"Is it just a phone call you need, Mr. Everett? Or do you also require a special ceremony?" she jibed sarcastically.

Everett, unfazed, said coolly, "Get in the car or don't. It's up to you. But I should remind you, I have a meeting in an hour, and I'm not hanging around here."

tapped his wristwatch with his slender fingers. "You've got

Selena clenched her fists.

he was a cold-blooded capitalist, a negotiation pro. Now that she needed something, she was at his mercy. Reluctantly, she climbed into the car. The car pulled away and joined

longer. "Can you make the

dark eyes.

was caught off guard but quickly recovered. "Well, with Grandpa being sick, I didn't get the

to?" His eyes seemed to see right through her. "Selena, you

Selena was in disbelief.

her convinced with that

back, "At least I played my part in front of Grandpa. Everett, you can't be such an

eyes grew colder. "Wasn't I just a no-good mutt to you?

her hand over her mouth,

night, you were talking in your sleep," Everett said, his tone

previous night, as he was dozing on the small sofa, he heard

understand why, in her

calling out

insiste

divorcing. If that