Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 155

In the spacious and quiet presidential suite, laughter suddenly erupted. Holding his stomach, Jaime collapsed onto the sofa, laughing so hard that tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Three bucks! So you worked your tail off all afternoon, and all you got was three bucks as a tip. Gotta hand it to Selena-she's a genius! She's got some real talent!" Across from Jaime, Everett sat on the couch, gripping a wine glass, and stared at him like a ghost from the past.

Completely oblivious, Jaime picked up one of the coins, puzzled, and asked, "But why is it three bucks? An old girlfriend of mine used to write those CEO romance novels, and she told me that if the heroine wants to humiliate the hero, one buck is the limit!" He glanced up at Everett with a teasing grin. "But of course, you're worth a little more than the average guy!"

Everett was at a loss. Should he just admit that it was because they had sex three times, so three bucks it was? What made Everett any better than the run-of-the-mill hero?

He tossed back his head, downing the wine in one go, and shot a fierce glare at Jaime. "Say one more word of this nonsense, and you're out of here!"

"Come on, don't be like that."

Jaime finally picked up on the fact that his buddy was about to blow a fuse and quickly threw up his hands in surrender.

spoon and exceptional talent, was always the one others looked up to. Never

from Derick that afternoon, Jaime skipped out on the big shindig that night to come mock-no, comfort-his buddy's bruised ego. He was on a mission, after

himself another

often say the opposite of what they mean if she's letting you into her bed, it

playing hard to get to

from emotion, but for women, you had to win their hearts before you could win their bodies.

his years

escapades, Jaime swore

Women might have long hair, but they sure don't have

I'll say goodbye

penis!"

you can start now. Selena

you've got that abandoned husband look.