Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 479

Bending down to pick up the small cardboard box again, Everett caught something out of the corner of his eye, his lips twitching slightly, "Hold on a sec."

Alex hit the brakes just in time. Typical, she thought, men always say one thing and mean another.

Everett suddenly stood up, strode over to the box in a few quick steps, and pulled out a phone with a cracked screen.

"This is... the phone the missus used to have."

Alex, sharp-eyed as ever, recognized it right away. "How'd it end up like this?"

From what she remembered, the missus was usually pretty level-headed. Even if she and Mr. Everett had their spats, she rarely lost her temper by throwing things. Unlike Margot, who was a bit of a wild card and would smash stuff at the slightest provocation, forcing her to redecorate her apartment every now and then.

Everett's dark eyes lingered on the phone. After a moment, he said, "Get it fixed as soon as you can."

he tossed the phone back into the box, turned around, and

in the master bedroom, her presence seemed

only made him resent her more. How could she be

he clung to the pillow Selena once slept on and slowly drifted off to

next morning, Alex showed up bright and early to pick Everett up. He emerged from the dawn, his features chiseled and handsome, wearing a bespoke three-piece suit that fit like a

silently cursed his facade, then dutifully opened the

the car and

laid out the day's schedule and handed over the repaired phone. "Mr. Everett, the phone's fixed and can be

the phone,

get it, but she knew better than topry. With the boss in a mood, she

autumn leaf fell, the hospital delivered some grim news. Josh had

in the middle of a meeting when he got the call. He paused the

room for what seemed like forever. Finally, he gently pulled

braced himself for this outcome, the weight of the sorrow and loss hit him