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.

in an elegant pose, chin slightly

so mad she could

to it. If you've got something to say, say it. What kind

cryptic smile. "Are you questioning whether I'm a

Selena was left speechless.

a glance at Derick. "Bring us two cups of

"Right

he was about to leave, Everett seemed to have a second thought. "Never mind, you

and, catching the drift, left with a stifled

together and spoke softly, "Grandpa probably only has six

all over her face. "How can that

wasn't well but hadn't realized things were

Everett's dark eyes locked onto Selena's. "So, I need you to

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

Swn&

should I?" Selena shot up from her