Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Everett chuckled, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Do you even hear yourself right now?"

Selena realized she'd misspoken. But instead of backing down, she shrugged it off. "What I meant was, the AC is cranked up too high, and I'm roasting! Is that so wrong?" Her knack for bending the truth was becoming more impressive by the day.

Everett decided it wasn't worth the hassle to argue. After wrapping up a couple of work calls, he finally stood up and sauntered over, his long strides making it look effortless. The scene was set.

Selena flashed a welcoming smile and patted the couch beside her. "Please, have a seat."

Everett glanced her way but sat down anyway.

Selena eagerly handed him a fork, her voice sweet as honey. "I whipped up these dishes just for you, keeping your preferences in mind. I was up at the crack of dawn cooking. Please, enjoy." Everett took the fork, speared a piece of fish, and took a bite.

Selena watched him intently, her eyes wide with anticipation. "So, how is it?"

"It's decent."

Buoyed by his response, Selena nudged toward another dish. "This one's even better, give it a try."

Everett obliged.

What

"Not bad."

After their shouting match over the phone a few days ago, she thought getting into Bennett Corporation today would be a miracle.

remembered all the times

hands were burnt and wrists ached, and she sliced her fingers here and there. No matter how much

to win

looking back, it made

as Selena was leaving, she had Ava pack it up,

to work at

and

married and moved out Everett only allowed Ava to move with them, probably

wouldn't have wasted all

coattails of Ava's talent. Seeing him in a good mood, she

her chance. "You enjoy the meal I made, so you can't stay mad

to the last time she'd

His dark eyes fixed on Selena, his voice calm