Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 181

Chapter 181

The car rolled up to the club's entrance, its polished exterior gleaming under the dim lights. The doorman, ever attentive, rushed over to swing the door open.

Selena glanced up at the grand entrance, her hand resting on her knee, tensing up without her even realizing it. For a moment, she sat still.

Then, suddenly, Everett's tall figure filled the doorway, blocking her view. He extended his hand to her, saying, "Come on out."

Selena's eyes lingered on his hand-strong, with well-defined knuckles. His broad palm seemed like it could promise endless security. Almost as if in a trance, she gently placed her hand in his, allowing him to guide her inside.

They walked through the club, stopping only when they reached the door of the private room where everything had gone down. Everett glanced at Selena, picking up on the subtle fear flickering in her eyes. Refusing to let her back away, he held her hand firmly and pushed the door open.

familiar. They were Everett's bodyguards, and a rare sight, always lurking in the shadows, known to only

harassed her and his two henchmen. The room had been too dark that night for her to make out

pressed her lips together,

widened in shock. When he noticed Selena, realization dawned, and his face

to light one up, but when he caught a

tech company. But it's mostly a front. He runs an online casino on the side, likely for laundering money." "The other two are his muscle, and always tag along, handling

Derick spoke, Jimmy's

fear to a sickly green, then to a deep, embarrassed purple. He had worked hard to clean up his act and even snagged the Entrepreneur of the Year award for three years running. He never imagined that the Bennett family's reach would cut through his facade like a hot knife

butter.

tone icy, "Jimmy, enlighten me. What big-deal project did your company and Bennett Corporation team up on, that I'd be willing to throw my own wife into