Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

"Ms. Selena, I'm sorry, but your card doesn't have enough funds," the cashier said apologetically.

This was Selena's payroll card. She'd already crunched the numbers: the bonuses from her last couple of gigs, the little extra she'd managed to save from Everett, and the hundred grand she got today from Everett. It should've been more than enough to snag that watch. How could it possibly not be enough?

With a frown, Selena clutched the card, her mind racing. It took less than a minute for her to figure out where the snag might be.

Her expression turned icy as she pulled out her phone and dialed Everett directly. The dial tone hummed in her ear, but nobody picked up-it just rang and rang until she finally hung up.

With an exasperated sigh, she dialed Derick next. This time, Derick answered quickly, his voice polite. "Madam, how can I help you?"

Trying to keep her cool, Selena asked, "Where's Everett?"

In Bennett Corporation's CEO's office, Derick glanced up at the spacious desk ahead. Behind it, a suave and sophisticated man was leisurely flipping through documents. His phone lay face down on the desk.

As an exceptionally professional assistant, Derick knew better than to expose his boss' shortcomings. His job was to ease his boss' burdens, after all.

With a tinge of reluctance, he responded, "Madam, Mr. Bennett is in a meeting right now. If it's urgent, I can pass on a message for you."

to come up with a new excuse after all these years. Her smile was all surface as she said, "Derick,

become so sharp, making things tricky for him. He kind of missed the days when she'd

phone uncertainly, he turned to Everett for guidance. "Mr. Bennett, your wife wishes to speak

desk, leaned back, and lazily lifted his eyelids. Crossing his long legs with an air of

the phone on speaker and set it on the desk, stepping back to avoid being caught in the

"What's going on?" Everett's

the time to blow up. She took

I received my paycheck this

hand, replying in a businesslike tone, "I'm a

hit your KPIs this month. Once your performance picks up, you'll get it

that Selena was momentarily

my KPIs? I went with you to a wedding, and you ditched me

cover for you and made sure to

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