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."

up following him around, she'd rarely seen him show any emotion beyond

was incapable of feeling anything, until yesterday when she

that instant, he had shown a desire so intense. With his arms

seemed so detached from earthly desires was undeniably magnetic

was all because of

for Selena, but could someone really share such

Everett lazily lifted his

back at her phone, biting her lip without realizing

doors had closed behind her. Back at her desk,

in,"

later,

barely covered her thighs, and even a slight bend would reveal her impressive cleavage Clearly,

remind you to mind your behavior while you're here. Focus on your work, make it