Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena was visibly annoyed. He was such a jerk, and now she couldn't even call him out on it?

She hopped out of the car and caught up with him in a few brisk strides. Despite her frustration, she managed to calm herself. "Everett, if I apologize to Rebecca now, will you keep your promise?"

Was it really just about swallowing her pride for Rebecca? She'd been doing that for the past three years anyway. What was one more time?

But the feeling of injustice bubbled inside her, causing her to blink several times and look down.

Everett noticed her demeanor, furrowing his brow slightly, feeling an inexplicable sting in his chest.

Just as Selena was about to grab her phone, Everett casually said, "I've changed my mind. We need to renegotiate the terms."

Selena took a deep breath. "Going back on your word again?"

She was starting to think he just enjoyed seeing her squirm, taking pleasure in the way her desire for a divorce seemed to challenge his authority. It was like he got a kick out of playing these games as long as it left her embarrassed. "Let's discuss it upstairs."

With that, Everett strode toward the elevator with long, confident steps.

Selena mentally cursed Everett a thousand times before following him.

office, Everett settled into his chair, legs crossed in

mad she

to the point, "Just get to it. If you've got something to

smile. "Are you questioning

Selena was left speechless.

glance at Derick.

nodded. "Right

seemed to

paused for a moment, glanced at Selena, and, catching the drift,

and spoke softly, "Grandpa probably only has six

up, disbelief written all

but hadn't realized

want him to be happy and not worry about anything." Everett's dark eyes locked onto

messed-up marriage, catering to him and the Bennett family's quirks, all while watching him flaunt his mistress

Swn&

Selena shot up from her