Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 473

Everett's brow furrowed, "Even if there's nothing romantic going on?"

Alex replied, "You have to be clear about it. Convincing your partner is crucial, you know? People can't read minds." Everett pressed his lips together and, without further questions, instructed, "Check on Selena's flight right away." "Got it."

The black Bentley sped off like a cheetah, quickly disappearing down the road.

Alex was on it in no time; about half an hour later, she called back.

Everett, wearing a Bluetooth earpiece, answered, "Go ahead."

"Mr. Everett, I've confirmed that her flight is set for ten..."

Just as the car approached an intersection, a massive truck from the right came hurtling toward them, ignoring the red light, and showed no signs of stopping. There was a thunderous crash.

The truck slammed into Everett's car with a deafening noise, tires screeching as it was dragged a good distance, leaving the vehicle badly damaged.

seat, his forehead hitting the window hard, blood instantly streaming

What happened? Mr. Everett... Please, don't scare me...

accident. Luckily,

frantically coordinated the rescue efforts, never daring to hang up, continuously

when she made the call; if Josh had heard, it would've been a nightmare. Eventually, after what seemed

"Alex..."

Alex clutched the phone tighter, her voice shaky,

was

was teetering on the edge of a cliff, using almost his last breath to issue his

not to leave..."

this isn't the

"Do it now... go!"

in such a weakened state, his commanding

feeling helpless, could only agree, "Alright, I get it, I'll tell her. Mr. Everett,

disconnecting, she jumped in her car, racing toward the accident site, her hands shaking as she dialed Selena's