Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena came to a sudden stop.

The man hadn't noticed her; he was too wrapped up in his phone conversation with Margot.

"You're at the hospital? What's wrong?"

Whatever Margot said on the other end made his brow furrow even more. "Don't move, I'm coming to see you right now," he replied urgently.

After hanging up, he crushed his cigarette butt with the tip of his shoe and turned around, only to find Selena standing just a few steps behind him. She was watching him, her dark eyes giving nothing away.

Still, he guessed she must have overheard his conversation.

Everett, for some reason, found himself waiting-waiting for her to come over and, like before, question him with jealousy. But she didn't.

A sudden flare of anger shot through him, and his lips curled into a cold smile.

almost forgot-she had moved on. Her heart now

even a single word, and turned to Bill, who was standing nearby. "Take her home. If she makes a run for

Everett took off, his long strides echoing his

a hint of unease. "Ma'am, let me take

other high-society ladies were all spoiled and arrogant, looking down on

instance-no official status, yet bossing

She was kind-hearted and treated everyone equally. Even their housekeeper Ava was like

treats for them. If they went out, she'd think of them

They all hoped she and the master would reconcile, unite as a couple,

their hopes weren't

gentle smile. "Don't worry, I'll go back with you. I won't cause any

this time, she realized running away

any more of her defiance. If she dared to run, he'd never

with