Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Hoe ruthless and utterly shameless!

After a tense pause, Everett spoke again, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction, "Selena, if it's money you're after, we can talk about it. Just be polite."

He paused for effect, adding with a knowing tone, "You know, I can be quite accommodating at times."

Selena knew exactly what he was implying. At that moment, she wished she could kick him out of her life. Flirting was the last thing she wanted.

"Everett, my mistake was dealing with someone as despicable, shameless, and arrogantly slick as you. Want to know why I won't sleep with you? You just don't measure up, big guy! I can't stand this kind of humiliation!

"I'll generously give you this month's salary. Go buy yourself some medicine and sort yourself out. So young, yet so unsatisfying."

Since he'd struck a nerve, she had to hit back. For any man, being called inadequate was the ultimate blow!

Predictably, Everett's calm shattered, and he growled, "Selena!"

Selena didn't give him a chance to reply, hanging up with a click.

Back in the office, Derick, having overheard the entire exchange, kept his head down, barely daring to breathe.

handsome face was twisted with rage, his breathing heavy, before he suddenly grabbed the

top-of-the-line phone shatter, his heart breaking along

that whenever Mr. Bennett and his wife argued, he was

""Get out!"

himself scarce in record

pulled out a cigarette, clenching it between his teeth, but couldn't manage to

audacious in front of him yesterday if she really had someone

down because I'm not up to

of pride and

abilities He didn't think a

as himself had

starting to doubt

...

hundred grand short. It's no biggie. I'll

smooth things over, Joy whipped out her card and urged the cashier to hurry up with the bill. Selena took a few deep breaths, her anger slowly fading. That jerk wasn't worth her emotional energy. "Joy, thanks. I'll pay you

so formal Your uncle's basically my uncle, too. Consider this money