Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 461

The driver helped Everett into the bedroom, laying him gently on the bed before quietly slipping out.

Margot called for a maid to bring a warm towel. Seeing Margot's limited mobility, the maid thought she'd help by wiping Mr. Everett's face. But Margot shot her a frosty glare, stopping her in her tracks. "I'll handle it myself, now off you go!" What a clueless twit, Margot thought.

She snatched the towel, adding sharply, "There's nothing more for you here. Go back to your room and stay put, no matter what you hear!"

It was as plain as day to the maid what was going on.

Margot, always eager to catch Everett's attention, looked at him with the same fervent desire a dog from her village would have for a bone-bold and ravenous, ready to pounce.

Before taking this job, the maid had heard all kinds of gossip, assuming Margot was Everett's kept woman.

But in truth, Everett rarely swung by, leaving most matters to Alex. There wasn't the slightest hint of romance from him towards Margot.

Anyone observing their daily interactions could see that, and the maid certainly had.

Yet Margot was convinced she could become Mrs. Bennett, angling for any chance to be with Everett.

who knew if she might

knew better than to voice her opinions.

lock the bedroom

his inebriated state... Surely, that meant he had feelings for her, right? Such an opportunity

now that he and Selena

the proud line of his nose, his slender lips-all of which sent her heart into overdrive.

years,

saw him, she had desperately wanted this man-not just for his power and

his shirt, she could feel his defined chest and abs,

testament to his strength

SW

then there was what lay beneath

softer charm, he couldn't match Everett's rugged appeal, especially in the

Everett's favor, she had remained unattached for four long years, her desires simmering beneath

in his embrace, to feel his strength against her, bringing her pleasure and awe. Just the thought

without success, but this time,