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.

on. Her heart now belonged

to Bill, who was standing nearby. "Take her home. If she makes a

off, his

face showing a

respected her. The other high-society ladies were all spoiled and arrogant, looking down

official status, yet bossing them around like they were less than

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

was good to the staff too. On long patrol days, she and Ava would whip up some delicious treats for them. If they went out, she'd think of them and bring back little souvenirs. When the

the staff felt she truly embodied the grace of a lady of the house. They all hoped she and the master would

hopes

discomfort and offered a gentle smile. "Don't worry, I'll go back with you. I won't cause

this time, she

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

she wanted a peaceful life with her son, divorce