Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 139

Jaime held up a small mirror, inspecting his handsome right cheek where a clear slap mark stood out. The culprit? The guy sitting across from him, sipping a strong drink. He winced as he accidentally tugged at the corner of his mouth, then shot an annoyed glare at Everett. "Everett, what's your deal tonight? Disturbing my peace at this hour!"

He had been working his charm on this girl for two weeks, and just when she was about to say yes, Everett ruined everything. When Selena had called him a jerk? Yeah, she wasn't wrong! Everett took a slow sip of his drink and said coolly, "Just doing my duty."

Jaime was taken aback. Duty? Since when did Everett care about doing the right thing? That was a surprise!

But Jaime quickly figured out what had ticked Everett off. He chuckled, "So, hit a wall with Selena and decided to take it out on me, huh?"

Everett didn't react, acting like he hadn't heard a word. Out of nowhere, he asked, "Where's Callum? Still in the hospital?"

Jaime called a server over for a towel, wrapped it around some ice, and pressed it to his face. He's worried that the swelling would ruin his looks for tomorrow.

Annoyed, Jaime replied, "How should I know? You think I keep tabs on another guy's schedule?"

seen you care about my schedule like this. Got a crush on him or something? Be real with me, man. I can step aside for you two!" Everett let out a dismissive

pride, so he shot back, "Better than hoping to rise to the

and Everett's prickly attitude screamed frustration. Unmet desires could twist the

but laugh in frustration. "Well, look at you, growing a

Antartica. You're the perfect guy for the job. You're leaving tomorrow.

"Everett, not exile! Haven't I apologized enough? Give me a chance

his eye. "Your biggest headache right now is

him coolly before he replied, "Go

about attitude. Derick mentioned she brought you lunch today and you were a total jerk,

picky, but you

how it tastes. You

she deserve

wonder she's ignoring you