Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 144

She didn't say a word. She just tilted her chin toward the lunchbox and said, "Let's eat."

Selena seemed to be unbothered, and Everett's lips barely curled into a smile. This strategy actually worked!

However, when he opened the lunchbox and saw the three disastrously prepared dishes, his expression turned sour.

Before he could voice his frustration, Selena leaned forward with a cheeky grin and said, "Didn't you just say you wouldn't criticize my cooking anymore? You'll eat whatever I make, right?" She picked up a fork, speared a piece of spicy chicken, and offered it to him. "Please, enjoy!"

Everett hesitated for a moment. He stared at the piece of chicken for a long moment before reluctantly eating it.

This time, it was Selena's turn to be surprised. She watched him contort his face in pain from the spice as he gulped down a large glass of water and coughed several times.

After regaining his composure, Everett looked at her with a gaze full of double meaning and said, "Selena, I'll finish these dishes. Let's not be upset about yesterday anymore, okay?"

Selena was too shocked to respond. She didn't even remember if she had agreed or not. As she left the Bennett Corporation, her mind was still buzzing.

Lydia was behind her, watching with jealousy. Just yesterday, Mr. Bennett and she had a big argument, yet today, it seemed like nothing had happened.

Hadn't Claire said that Mr. Bennett didn't even like Selena?

suddenly feel like they were just flirting, and Lydia was merely a pawn in their

wonder Selena didn't take her seriously. She even had her

resentment in Lydia's eyes deepened, her fists clenching tightly. She couldn't let this go. She was determined to win over Mr. Bennett, to become his woman, and to put Selena

soon as the call

...

followed, Everett kept his promise. No matter what Selena cooked or how it tasted,

into her bed just to hold her. He never crossed any lines, though his boner made her uneasy. Selena didn't know what he was planning, but if this peace could last

the

agreement. After delivering today's meal, their deal would be over, and she wouldn't have to play delivery girl anymore. She could return to chasing big stories and making

cooked a meal to Everett's liking, carefully plating

of the car, someone bumped into her, causing

was

but she

the lunchbox, and she let it go after checking that everything was still

going and entered

Bennett Corporation.

Everett noticed the effort put into today's meal. His

"I just wanted to