Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 389

She always knew he was a piece of work, but every time they clashed, he managed to surprise her all over again. Her nostrils flared with anger, and her dark eyes narrowed as she shot daggers at him.

Everett looked back at her with an infuriating calm, waiting for her to admit she was wrong, to give in and go along with what he wanted. But Selena wasn't one to just roll over. If she had been, she wouldn't have stuck around as his doormat for three years. Whatever he was after, she wasn't about to hand it over.

"Alright then."

A sudden smile played on Selena's lips as she began unbuttoning her blouse, her fingers trembling but determined.

"If Mr. Everett wants it, then Mr. Everett shall have it."

at her alluring figure beneath. As she moved to take

you than

frustration, his emotions flaring up again because of this ungrateful woman. His eyes practically blazed with anger, as if he wished he could burn away the frustration she caused him. Selena paused briefly before

the coffee table hard enough for it to slide across the floor with a heavy

would do anything for her uncle and brother, and now for a Derick or an Ava, she'd throw her pride out

about him, her

her happy, spending time and effort on romantic gestures he once would've scoffed at. Why couldn't she give him just

little flutter, but she held her ground, standing

washed over him. He pulled Selena close, gripping her shoulders tightly as he looked down at her cool expression, demanding answers. "Selena, do you really think no matter what you do, I'll just keep letting it slide? Have I spoiled you so much that you've lost touch with reality? Can't you see everything I've done for you? Is your heart made of stone?" His grip

heartless creature; she had feelings, flesh and blood, and yes, she could

this time, she'd been