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?"

you so hung up on Callum's whereabouts anyway? Never 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 laugh, swirling his glass. "Do I really need to ask about your routine? If you're not heading to

back, "Better than hoping to rise to the occasion and not

Everett's prickly attitude screamed

frustration. "Well, look at you, growing a

sleeve. "The company's got a new project in Antartica. You're the perfect guy for the job. You're leaving tomorrow. I'll have Derick book your flight.

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

mischievous glint in his eye. "Your biggest

before he replied,

Derick mentioned she brought you lunch today and you were a total jerk, driving her away. That's not how you

know you're picky, but

cooking, no matter how it

Doesn't she

wonder she's ignoring