Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Everett shot a steely look. "Either you delete those photos, or I'll delete you from existence."

Jaime shuddered. "I'll delete them! Right now. All gone!" He fumbled with his phone and then showed Everett the screen. "See? Not a single one left!"

Everett snatched the phone and opened the recently deleted folder, and there they were, lying quietly.

Jaime muttered, "When did you learn that trick?" He couldn't bluff his way out of this one!

With swift precision, Everett finished removing the photos and tossed the phone back to Jaime, heading towards his ensuite.

After a few steps, he turned, glaring at Jaime. "And for the record, whatever's between me and Selena, it's not love! Keep spreading rumors and see what happens!"

Jaime thought, "Still as stubborn as ever!"

In the bathroom, Everett lathered up with shaving cream, ready to tackle his stubble.

Jaime followed, leaning against the doorframe, "I knew something was up with you two yesterday. What happened after you left? Come on, spill. As your buddy, I'm here to help you sort it out..."

Everett wiped off the

let me, but don't worry. Callum said he made sure she got home

deepening, "Callum took

Whether it was him or Callum, wasn't it all the same? And wasn't

the

scrambled out quickly, especially when faced with Everett's furious expression. As he

you blind? What's chasing you,

his racing heart. "Worse than

was speechless, then glanced at the door he'd exited, "What did you do this time to rile up

Callum and I are both his friends. Selena didn't want me to take her home, so Callum took her Is that worth getting mad over? once lost a project worth millions, and

about last night, so

treat." Jaime regained his playful demeanor, bowing

...

was still trending, likely fueled

her energy on it. Those cheaters weren't worth her