Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

As soon as she spoke, Callum's tense face relaxed, and he was back to his usual calm and collected self. On the other hand, Everett's eyes darkened, and a dangerous vibe surrounded him. "Selena, Everett, see you around," Callum said.

Selena waved casually. "See you."

Callum nodded slightly at Selena and turned to leave.

In the blink of an eye, Selena felt a strong hand grip her chin, almost crushing it, as he turned her face towards him. He growled in her ear, "Selena, make sure you know who your man is. Are you really turning your back on me?" Selena, equally fired up, shoved him away forcefully. "And what if I am? I just can't stand your attitude!"

Her unapologetic and bold response made Everett's hands shake with anger. "What attitude?"

Was he still playing the innocent card? His performance could win an Oscar!

Selena let out a series of mocking laughs. "You know exactly what!"

She decided not to waste another word on him, not wanting to rile herself up further. She turned to leave, but Everett grabbed her wrist again, pulling her back and pinning her against a tree to keep her from getting away, caging her in front of him. He looked down at her, his eyes cold, "Spell it out. Don't throw baseless accusations at me!"

The evidence was staring him in the face, yet he accused her of making things up. He really had a way of twisting words!

wished she could slap him into next week. She struggled, but she was no match for his strength, and the frustration built

cheeks flushed, her eyes blazing, "Fine, you're not embarrassed, so why should I

flinched. His eyes flickered before he instinctively denied it. "Jealous? Of course

possibly be jealous

she was still his wife, and he wouldn't allow her to stray during their marriage. Especially not with Callum,

wasn't surprised

"Sure, sure, you're not jealous. I should've recorded your snarky attitude earlier on my phone,

uncontrollable tension spread through him. He hated it

his mood,

You and Margot

be, and quit poking at people's sore spots. You're being

QUMS

And hurtful, too.

as not to shred her last shred of

words, watching her with disbelief. So, she thought his spat with