Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 190

Derick was lounging in the passenger seat, eyes glued to his iPad as he tracked the stock market. When Everett's question broke through his focus, he responded without thinking, "I have no idea, Mr. Bennett. Didn't you once say your wife was a bit of a nuisance? You told me not to bring her up, so no one's been keeping tabs."

Everett snapped back, "I want answers, not excuses!"

Derick felt a jolt of urgency and sat up straight. Double standards were a boss' privilege, and as Everett's top assistant, it was Derick's job to handle whatever came up. "I'll find out right now!"

He snatched up his phone, ignoring the time zone difference, and dialed Ava. As soon as the call connected, Everett ordered, "Put it on speaker."

Derick nodded. "Yes..."

Ava's voice chimed in, "After finishing her last project, she's been pretty laid-back. Besides visiting Josh every few days, she's had plenty of downtime. She's back to her usual routine, early to bed and early to rise, and she looks much better now."

Everett's lips pressed into a thin line. Was she really having a good time without him? And with all this free time, hadn't she thought to drop him a call or even a message? Did she forget she had a husband?

back his frustration, he asked coolly, "Has she mentioned me at

the other day and chatted for hours-about Josh, her uncle and brother, even her aunt. She asked about my daughter-in-law's pregnancy, promised to get her a

was left speechless. "She's something

did not even believe that. Derick let out a stifled chuckle, which earned him a

may, maybe you should reflect a bit? She stopped asking about you because it used to upset you. Now

was cheering for Ava's blunt

and felt his patience wearing thin. "Hang

Are you planning to come back? She doesn't say it, but I think she's hoping you will."

Their anniversary?

never cared for anniversaries, much less remembered them, and now it was happening tomorrow? Going back would mean

Selena really worth missing out on all those networking opportunities

lightly on the armrest, weighing

...

her bath. She picked up her phone and