Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 488

His dark eyes narrowed sharply.

"

So, she was admitting to messing around with Callum for the past three years!

Everett was a cocktail of bitterness and anger, his tongue pushing against the roof of his mouth before he let out a sarcastic chuckle. "Want your phone? Come and get it yourself." As he spoke, he slipped the phone into his pants pocket.

Selena couldn't believe it. After three years, his quirks were still there, and they seemed even worse now. She glanced down at Everett's pocket, a flicker of hesitation in her gaze.

But little Mateo, with his stubborn streak, kept the phone ringing after it automatically hung up once. Reluctantly, she pursed her lips, deciding to make it quick, and reached for Everett's pocket. But Everett wouldn't play ball. She moved left; he shifted right. She went right; he leaned left.

Eventually, Selena was thoroughly frustrated. She grabbed his shirt, practically grinding her teeth, "Can you stop moving around!"

They were close, and as Everett looked down, his warm breath tickled her flushed cheeks. He curved his lips into a teasing smile. "Selena, quite lively after not seeing you for so long!"

Selena decided to act deaf, ignoring him. He was just trying to get back at her over their divorce three years ago.

pocket, hung

Finally, peace.

of relief. Only God knows how her back

from her touch, his breathing quickening, and

noticing belatedly, saw this and her cheeks

"You..."

shoved him away

the car door, pulling it

shut again. No matter how hard she

turning, she focused on the reflection in the car window, speaking slowly and deliberately, "In broad daylight, Mr Everett, tangling with your ex-wife like this if it hits the headlines,

bait, even more so

eyebrow, leaned in, his lips almost brushing her ear, his voice husky, "Jealous, are you?" There was a hint of delight in his

Selena thought

She took

calmly, "Just

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