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.

his cold gaze, offering no explanation, but instead replied with a touch of sarcasm, "Mr. Bennett, what have I done now to make you so angry that you'd travel all this way

more. He pulled a stack of photos

Selena blinked, and the photos scattered

and Dr. Campbell in what

protect her, and she had been

crouched down, picking up one of the photos. The

that made each photon

and tender as if surrounded by

shots didn't happen by accident,

"Everett, did you have someone spy

by paparazzi who'd contacted Derick, who then arranged to

people to know, don't do

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

had just survived a near-death experience, her limbs still weak, only to return to his distrust

explaining herself to someone who