Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 466

Margot sent over a flood of photos.

Every single one was of her and Everett... in bed. He was shrouded in a soft, dreamy filter, while she was in sharp focus, striking all sorts of poses, with telltale marks on her skin and a look of pure bliss as if she were in heaven. Each snapshot shouted how happy and in sync she and Everett were.

And then came the avalanche of messages.

"Everett is just insatiable, I'm barely holding on. Thank goodness you're there to help me handle it. Last night, he was at it till the early hours and still wasn't satisfied, so I sent him your way. Are you okay?"

"Selena, Everett's energy and needs have always been off the charts compared to other men. It's way too much for me alone. So I've decided, from now on, let's tackle this together. When I can't step up, you take over, and vice versa. Just like last night, I took the first half, you the second. This way, no one gets left out!"

"I'm a bit older, so I'll just start calling you 'sister.' Let's get along, it'll make things easier for Everett too."

"Don't worry, I won't fight you for the Mrs. Bennett title anymore. As long as I'm with Everett, I'm happy. Even if I have more kids, they won't compete with yours for the inheritance. Let's not argue over Everett, especially since you're expecting. Stress is the last thing a pregnant woman needs!""

"Let's keep the tradition of one woman serving two men alive!"

to get under her skin, but even knowing that, she couldn't stop her stomach from churning. Nausea hit her like a wave,

face flushed with blood, the veins in her neck strained, and she was overwhelmed by a

she had no hopes left for Everett, this level of betrayal and provocation was too much. It made her so angry she blacked

was quick to catch her. "Ma'am, watch out," she said, guiding her back to the bed. She urged her to take deep breaths and cursed on her behalf, "Don't look at this trash, it's ruining your eyes. That filthy mistress deserves to be taught a lesson!" Margot, seemingly unsatisfied with her handiwork, kept the messages coming,

trembling, gathered all her strength and hurled the phone to the ground.

body shaking, unable

Whatever he wanted with Margot was his business, she was

with Margot or any

he just wouldn't let her be, he had to drag her into

night spent in a passionate tangle with Margot, and then he had the audacity to

this was the cost of loving the wrong person, it was just too much

Lower than

these words truly

her pregnancy a at risk. She quickly poured a glass of warm water,

how mad you are, you

The baby.