Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 446

Alex handed over the phone with a nervous respect, "Your call..."

Everett's gaze was as cold as ice, clearly not happy that a phone call was holding up their takeoff. Alex felt a tight knot in her stomach; she'd never dare with anyone else, but with him, she had no choice. She quickly added, "It's Josh on the line. He insisted you take it."

Grandpa.

Selena's eyes, which had been dim, suddenly sparked with a bit of light.

Everett's handsome face darkened even more, his lips set in a tight line, but he reached out to take the phone from Alex and put it to his ear.

"Hello, Grandpa."

Josh's voice blared through the phone, filled with anger, loud enough that everyone nearby could hear without needing the speaker.

"You reckless boy! Bring Selena back to see me now, unless you want to be responsible for my death!"

"Grandpa..."

off. "Quiet! I don't want excuses. Either bring my granddaughter-in-law and great-grandson back, or come home to

he turned to Selena,

was eye-to-eye with him. He smirked, but his eyes were devoid of any humor, his tone

quite the backup,

First Callum, now Josh.

should look in the mirror. Who asked you to act like anything but a decent human

So arrogant, throwing weight

around, totally ignoring others'

like his wife at all, more like a pet on a leash, her life dictated

resistance labeled as une

"Alright then."

was laced with menace, anger masking his amusement: "You think Josh has your back, so you

long as you're my wife, you're

Here we go again...

too exhausted to argue anymore.

free, but Everett held firm. Instead, he grabbed her waist

of her head, the other wrapped around

her fiercely, prying