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.

the crushed driver's seat, his forehead

with fear, almost unable to breathe, "Mr. Everett? Mr. Everett... What happened? Mr. Everett... Please, don't scare me... Mr. Everett!" Silence hung heavily for what felt like

mind racing, guessed it was a car accident. Luckily, the car had a tracking system;

never daring

wasn't in the hospital room when she made the call; if Josh had heard, it would've been a nightmare. Eventually, after what seemed like ages, Everett, having

"Alex..."

Alex clutched the phone tighter, her voice shaky, "Hang in there,

was all shadows,

last breath to issue his

not to leave..."

isn't the

"Do it now... go!"

such a weakened state,

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

toward the accident site, her hands shaking as she dialed