Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 319

"Selena, aren't you curious about why your health is going downhill?"

That question stopped Selena in her tracks. Her eyes narrowed, "What do you know?"

Margot played it coy, "If you're interested, meet me later. I'll text you the address!" Click, the line went dead on her end.

Leaning against the headboard, Selena found herself lost in thought. She knew Margot was up to no good, but this time she had really hit a nerve. Selena was desperate for answers about her health and hoped there might be a solution hidden in the information Margot had. She couldn't afford to overlook any possibility!

Selena got out of bed, splashed some water on her face, threw on some comfy, warm clothes, and headed downstairs to have the driver take her to the meeting spot.

In a café near a fancy clinic, Selena and Margot sat across from each other. Neither of them was up for coffee, so they settled on herbal tea. But this wasn't a friendly chat over afternoon tea. Selena cut straight to the chase, "Spill it. Tell me everything you know!" Margot took her time sipping her tea, a smug smile spreading across her face. "Selena, you heard it yourself last night, right? Everett and I are truly in love. He'll never leave me or our child!"

Last night...

Selena realized she'd been set up; Everett had staged those words for her to hear. She scoffed, "After all this time, your tricks are still cheap and pathetic."

heartbreak she hoped for; instead, Selena's calm mockery rattled

refused to believe Selena could still keep her

powerful, sure, great for boosting health, but for a pregnant

the fetus doesn't get the right nutrition either,

insidious. They saved her baby at first, making her think they were miraculous, only to

be... Kathlen set her and

like a

"Selena, before

knew they were harmful to you and the baby but

word,

your baby. You crossed him. The only reason he kept you

her or want the baby at first, but she couldn't believe he'd wish harm on

I won't just take your word for it. I'll go ask him

up, heading

and grabbing her arm, "How can you still be blind to reality? I'm