Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena couldn't help but be amazed at how lavishly he lived. Despite everything, he certainly wasn't stingy with his cash.

She dove into deep discussions with Alex.

After picking out the villa, they moved on to selecting the interior decor, furniture, and all that jazz.

Everett wandered out of his study and spotted Selena soaking up the sun, the warm golden rays casting a glow on her cheeks, making her seem like she was practically glowing. Somehow, that light found a way to brighten his heart.

Just a moment before, he was boiling with anger and frustration over the mess his uncles had created, a storm raging in his chest. Yet, her presence magically seemed to calm the chaos. Somehow, this woman had become a source of peace for him. And he was totally okay with that.

He leaned against the railing, his gaze fixed on her. When she finally sensed his eyes on her and looked up, their gazes locked, heavy with unspoken connection and allure. Selena's lips curved into a gentle smile, a stark change from her earlier gloominess, now full of life like spring after a rainstorm.

Driven by an irresistible urge, Everett made his way over with long strides and sat next to her, casually wrapping an arm around her waist as they looked through the catalog together. As Alex was about to stand and greet him, Everett waved him off. "No need for formalities."

"Of course, Mr. Everett."

Though Alex's tone was calm, his mind was racing. He had seen Mr. Everett's ruthless and fierce side in the business world.

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munching on grapes.

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