Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Dr. Campbell: [Hey, I noticed you had a little cut on your face earlier. I've got some ointment that might help. I'll bring it over later if you'd like.]

Selena froze, instinctively touching her right cheek. She rarely did her nails because it made daily tasks harder, but for yesterday's banquet, she had put on some fake nails. While slapping herself out of frustration last night, she accidentally nicked her face. It was only this morning, while getting ready, that she noticed it. She'd dabbed on some concealer, but Dr. Campbell still caught it. Talk about being detail-oriented!

And Everett, who'd been up close just moments ago, hadn't noticed a thing. The irony of it made her roll her eyes.

How can people be so different? She shot Everett a frosty glare.

He seemed to sense something and looked over with his dark eyes. "What's with that look?"

Selena stayed silent, her face a blank slate as she turned away, picking up her phone to reply to a message.

[Dr. Campbell, thanks for your concern, but I'm heading back to Newport today. I'm already on my way to the airport. Appreciate the offer, though.] The reply came back quickly: [So sudden? What happened? Weren't you staying for a week?]

Hmm.

to Josh, Dr. Campbell would know. His question indirectly assured her that Josh's urgent call wasn't

thought, Selena felt a weight lift off her chest, and a relieved smile crept onto her

cut through the moment. "Who are you chatting

present, and her smile disappeared. She thought, 'It's

Everett, and quickly texted Dr. Campbell: [Grandpa wants to see

pressing for details, just wishing

message, Selena put her phone away, thinking how tactful Dr. Campbell was. He always knew just what

like him were truly

...

stared blankly at the ointment on the table. It wasn't until someone called for him that he snapped out of it, standing up to put on his lab coat. As he

before he decisively tossed the invite into the trash

...

car sped down the

she was once again facing away, head. resting on the seat back,