Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Over the past three years, their relationship had settled into a comfortable routine: she wanted something, and he always delivered. So, he was genuinely baffled by her recent spate of odd behaviors-it was more of a headache than any major project he'd ever tackled. "Wow, so you tried to patch things up with your lady, and she just gave you the cold shoulder?" Jaime was floored, almost jumping out of his seat. "That's crazy!"

To think Everett, the youngest hotshot at Bennett Corporation, who used to not give a hoot about his obedient wife, was now caught off guard by her. He always suspected the 'win back your wife at all costs' drama would unfold eventually, just not this soon! Everett's face was stormy. He insisted, "It's a buddy of mine, not me!"

But then it hit him-Jaime knew all his friends, so that excuse didn't hold much water. He added with a cool detachment, "It's Derick!"

Meanwhile, outside, Derick sneezed several times in quick succession.

Jaime asked, "...When did Derick get a girlfriend? How did I miss that?"

"I'm asking you the questions, not vice versa."

Everett poured himself another drink, trying to hide whatever was simmering inside, and sternly warned, "If you've got an answer, spit it out. If not, zip it. I'm not in the mood for your chatter."

ice, Jaime adjusted his glasses, stifling a chuckle as he broke it

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puzzled, "In plain

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then something clicked, and his expression shifted slightly, though he still declared confidently, "No way, she wouldn't fall out

racing back to all the recent conversations about Selena wanting a divorce, his

deep drag, seemingly trying to calm the storm inside. Jaime's