Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Everett frowned, deep lines creasing his forehead.

A chill ran down Margot's spine, and she swallowed hard, gathering the courage to speak up. "Everett, she just got caught up in the moment when she helped Jimmy act out against your wife. She really knows she messed up now, and in the end, nothing serious

happened, right?"

"Wendy's been with me since the beginning of my career. She's always been supportive and really gets me. You know how tough it is in the entertainment world to find true friends. She's the only real friend I've got. I promise she won't bother your wife again. Could you give her a break, just this once, for my sake?"

Everett drummed his long fingers on the desk, as if he were weighing his options.

Margot moved closer, pleading, "Please, Everett, I can't lose Wendy right now."

Everett's dark eyes flickered with a hint of something as he glanced at her and then at the small swell of her belly. Her condition was indeed making it hard for her to manage on her own.

He still didn't give a direct answer but pressed the intercom button. When Derick picked up, Everett instructed, "Make sure she gets back to her apartment safely. Don't let anything happen to her."

Derick acknowledged and soon entered the room, politely asking Margot to leave.

felt a pang of defeat, tears welling up in her eyes as she watched Everett, who had already turned his attention to his computer and

Margot got in the

request without a

it because

couldn't be it. There was no way he loved

to be because Selena held the title of Mrs. Bennett. Wendy's actions poked a bear, challenging Everett's

...

didn't make it back to the villa until morning. He pushed open

looked so peaceful and soft. Just the sight of her seemed to melt away the exhaustion from his

gazing

himself

lifted her chin

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and just as he was about to pull back

before she collected herself She subtly evaded his kiss, wrapping the blanket