Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Joy couldn't help but think back to yesterday when he had scolded her. A mix of embarrassment and fear washed over her, but since Everett had already spotted her, there was no sneaking back to her car now. She cast her eyes downward, greeting him softly, "Morning, Everett."

Everett's dark eyes flicked over her, and he gave a slight nod in acknowledgment.

While she fumbled with her discomfort, his expression remained unfazed, as if the awkward encounter only existed in her mind. He was always aloof with people he didn't care about, simply because they didn't matter to him. Derick, who was trailing behind, greeted her with a warm, "Good morning, Miss Joy."

Joy returned his greeting with a smile and a nod.

With Derick in tow, Everett walked past her toward the elevator lobby. Joy stood there for a moment before following them.

Inside the elevator, Everett and Derick stood on one side while Joy stayed on the other. Derick was updating Everett on some matters.

Pretending to be absorbed in her phone, Joy stole glances at Everett through the mirrored walls.

He had always been the calm and composed type, the kind of kid who stayed cool even if the world was falling apart. Adults often called him an "old soul in a young body."

she'd rarely seen him show

incapable of feeling anything, until yesterday when

intense. With his arms wrapped

detached from earthly desires was undeniably magnetic when

it was all

Selena, but could someone really share such intimate moments without

gaze, Everett lazily

off guard, Joy quickly looked back at her phone, biting

quick "See you" and hurried out, only relaxing once the doors had closed behind her.

her in,"

moment later, Lydia

a slight bend would reveal her impressive cleavage Clearly, she wasn't dressed for a typical

you to mind your behavior while you're here. Focus on your work, make it through your internship smoothly, and steer