Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Mr. Morrison wasn't keen on selling any at first, but with Selena's persistent charm and his friendship with Callum, he finally agreed to sell one to her at a friendly discount.

To show her appreciation, Selena treated dinner for them before she and Callum headed back home.

Their journey was delayed by a traffic jam caused by an accident, so by the time Callum dropped Selena off at Moon Bay, it was already midnight.

Selena noticed Callum looked worn out, felt a wave of guilt and said, "Callum, I can't thank you enough for today. You really went above and beyond for me. I owe you a big dinner sometime!" "Not a problem," Callum replied without hesitation.

He hopped out of the car, went to the trunk, and handed her the bag with the pendant.

Selena took it gingerly, holding it close. She smiled. "Get home safely."

""Will do."

Callum got back in, rolled down the window, and, seeing her still standing there, gave a gentle wave. "Get inside."

The car drove off into the night.

Selena watched until the car vanished into the darkness before heading inside.

Callum had asked where she wanted to go. She had planned on

her phone until now. It was flooded with a barrage of frantic messages from Everett, enough to make her want to pull her hair

to

dark, as Everett was probably already asleep. He never stayed up late, maintaining

in, quietly

and traveled for over eight hours, leaving her completely wiped

just as she reached the stairs, footsteps

Everett, hands in his pockets, standing on the steps with an icy

were sharp, cutting through her like a blade, resembling a grim

she stumbled, barely catching herself on

someone like that could give them a

was slightly

he was to mock her? She was just

it was thanks

mistress.

ignored my calls and texts is your phone just a paperweight