Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 402

Selena absentmindedly twirled a lock of hair by her temple as she strolled over and sat across from him.

"What's going on?" she asked, her voice still a touch raspy.

Everett couldn't resist glancing at her, his expression softening just a bit. With a laid-back tone, he said, "Easter's coming up soon, and this year's a bit different. Apart from Dad, every member of the Bennett family is expected to return for the gathering. Grandpa will be there too. I'll swing by to pick you up."

Oh, so that was it. Selena felt a wave of relief wash over her.

Easter.

For a family as distinguished as the Bennetts, traditions mattered a lot, especially during holidays like these. With their large family and many branches, a full-blown gathering usually happened only every five years, demanding everyone's presence. This year's insistence was likely due to Josh's nearing end, marking his final commemoration.

When it came to Josh, Selena wouldn't refuse. She nodded gently, "Alright, I get it."

No matter how things were between her and Everett, she wished for her grandfather to depart in peace.

to mention some things to keep in mind, and Selena listened carefully, nodding as she took it

the office, but they hadn't had a decent chat in ages. Selena was either cold and distant or

face, something stirred in him unexpectedly, and he blurted out, "Selena, see,

chuckled with a hint of sarcasm, "Mr. Everett, if you're aiming for peace, just sign the papers. We can part ways amicably, and I promise, I'll greet you with a smile every time." Everett: "...Can we just talk like

he wanted to chat,

of getting

be all nice

public, and then playing the dutiful wife at home, just there to keep your bed warm and have

another love child might pop up! One of them could even show up at my doorstep, trying to rile me

If you were in my shoes, would you

in Everett's eyes dimmed, and his lips pressed into

the day, you just

Mateo, no matter what I do, I'm always in the wrong in

of frustration and hurt, his eyes reddening slightly. He reached across the coffee table,