Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena did her best to reason with him. "Everett, is this really the time to leave? If she's in pain, Derick can take her to the hospital. You're not a doctor, so what's the point of you tagging along?"

Her words seemed to ease Everett's tension a bit. His lips moved slightly, and then Margot suddenly clutched his hand, panic in her voice, "Everett, I... I think I'm bleeding..."

His eyes darkened immediately, and he leaned in to reassure her softly, "Don't worry, you'll be fine."

He then pulled Selena aside, as if afraid of upsetting Margot, and said in a low tone, "Selena, enough. I'll be right back."

Selena had heard these hollow promises too many times to count. Once he left, he never came back, leaving her to handle the awkwardness on her own.

She took a step closer, clinging to his shirt tighter, her knuckles turning white. "Everett, you brought me here to play along today. There are so many people around, and the moment you leave, everything's going to get back to Grandfather!" Irritation flickered across Everett's face. "Selena, you said it yourself-it's just an act. You're just someone I hired for this role. Remember, you can't stop me!"

His harsh words hit Selena hard, leaving her feeling as pale as a ghost. Without a hint of kindness, he shrugged her off, picked up Margot, and walked away.

off, she shot Selena a triumphant grin. Even if Margot's acting was terrible and her tactics

sure gave Margot a ton of

ago, she had called Margot foolish, but

off, and Selena strolled back into

sweet love story, as Selena sat at her assigned seat, quietly sipping her

three years ago, Margot beat you, and even now, you still can't surpass her. If I were you, I'd be too embarrassed

her words were as sharp as daggers. "Even though you're not much, losing

her chance to get

back her glass of wine in one gulp. With a thud, the glass hit the table as she smirked,

to

weak Selena, but something about her gaze and aura made her hesitate. Her voice wavered,