Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

But here's the thing!

He claimed to be all about fairness, but let's be real-he bent the rules at least once. Selena wasn't naive. She knew that Jackson, the secretary from their department, was Margot's cousin, and it was Everett who helped Jackson land that job. Talk about double standards, huh? One rule for everyone else and another for his "true love."

If Selena hadn't been in on the truth, she might've almost swallowed his sweet lies. Luckily, she wasn't here to twist his arm into hiring someone. He turned her down, and that was all she needed to report back to her uncle. Mission accomplished. Selena swallowed her bitterness and forced a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Fine, forget it. Pretend I was never here. Goodbye!" she said, and with no further ado, she snatched up her purse and headed for the door.

Everett was caught off guard by her abrupt exit, especially after everything she had done to get there. Instinctively, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Just like that, you're leaving?"

Selena tried to shake him off, but his grip was firm. She turned back with a resigned sigh. "You've already turned me down. What do you expect? Should I stick around and beg?"

That seemed to be exactly what he wanted. His dark eyes bore into hers, silent.

Selena smirked, "Keep dreaming."

she got what she needed, she was ready to burn the bridge without a second thought. Basically, she'd outsmarted him yet again. "Let go.

see if there were any new gigs she could pick up. With her spousal allowance cut off, she needed to hustle to make

to bail, but instead of letting her go, he calmly said, "I could give you

Selena paused, surprised. From

she knew, Everett

never went

after

way

exactly do you think I can do

thing. Something you can do with your

his solid frame. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other cradled

kissed her