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

of feeling anything, until yesterday when she accidentally walked into his office

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

usually seemed so detached from earthly desires was undeniably magnetic when caught up in

was all because of

for Selena, but could someone

gaze, Everett lazily lifted his

looked back at her

once the doors had

in," Joy

later, Lydia walked

tight, short dress barely covered her thighs, and even a slight bend would reveal

and she asked me to remind you to mind your behavior while you're here.