Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 175

As his voice faded, he flicked on all the lights in the room. Selena glanced over, feeling her heart, which had been pounding in her throat, gradually calm down. She'd thought it was Kent again...

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice Everett until he was right in front of her. He grabbed her face with one hand, his dark eyes icy as he demanded once more, "Why'd you suddenly show up here?"

He wasn't being gentle. Selena winced at the pain and tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let go. "Answer me!"

Selena was baffled by his sudden outburst. Clenching her teeth, she replied slowly and deliberately, "I'm here for work."

Work?

Everett didn't bother to hide his scorn and disbelief. "You are used to living in luxury. What work could you possibly have? What can you do? What skills do you have? Selena, if you're going to lie, at least make it believable!"

Selena understood Everett had never really known her, but even after three years of marriage, it still stung that he didn't know she had been a journalist who'd published significant news reports.

Her heart ached with a familiar pang.

a touch of sarcasm, "Mr. Bennett, what have

stack of photos from his pocket and flung

and the photos scattered all over the

down, she saw they were snapshots of her and Dr. Campbell in what appeared to be an embrace

only pulled her close to protect her, and she had been too dazed to move. They bad separated almost instantly, and it was hardly an

down, picking up one of the photos. The photographer had skillfully captured

made each

as if surrounded by a haze of

happen by accident,

did you have someone spy on

photos were snapped by paparazzi who'd contacted Derick, who then arranged to buy them. But Everett, burning

to know, don't do it!" Everett spat the

Everett, her eyes full of disappointment, sadness, and growing

a near-death experience, her limbs still

of explaining herself to someone who obviously didn't