Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 412

[Is this real life, or am I still dreaming?]

[Wow, I never thought I'd see the day!]

[Mr. Everett, blink twice if your account's been hacked.]

[Hey, Mr. Everett, even you have your moments, huh? It's true, heroes have always struggled to resist a beautiful woman!]

And of course, Jaime, the ever-entertaining clown, was bouncing around, adding to the chaos.

"Hey man, what's going on? This sudden change is kinda freaking us out! Seriously, if something's on your mind, just hit me up. I'm here for you 24/7!"

Everett shifted his gaze and quipped, "Mrs. Bennett, are you sure just posting it on social media will do?"

Selena rolled her eyes at him, "You guys just don't get it. Announcing it on social media is a really big deal!"

Everett was genuinely puzzled.

In his view, showing you care by offering the world to a woman seemed more significant than any social media post.

she was happy, he was okay

it came time for

her bath, wrapped in a loose robe. Everett, in his gold-rimmed glasses, was propped against the headboard, pouring over some

to autumn, Selena's skin was feeling a bit dry. She sat at

was a challenge,

glanced up, noticing her bare shoulders and the smooth skin of her back. She turned slightly, accentuating the lines of her neck, making the

on her, and in a husky voice, he offered, "Come here, let

her robe and took the lotion

to him, gesturing to the spot she couldn't reach, "Right

"Alright."

her robe, his

beautiful. At first,

his arms around Selena, his

waist, his warm

down the

QUMS

squirm away from

trying to stop him,

him, kissing her lips as he reassured her,