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 was gearing up

in the car, her tears spilled

to grant her every request without a second

because

was no way he loved his

Bennett. Wendy's actions poked a bear, challenging Everett's authority, which is why he was so upset. Yeah, that had to

...

to the villa until morning. He pushed open the bedroom door and immediately spotted

and soft. Just the sight of her

gazing down at

himself

her chin with his fingers and

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as he was about to pull back

her pupils widened briefly before she collected herself She subtly evaded his kiss, wrapping the blanket around