Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena was taken aback.

Dr. Campbell had just mentioned getting in touch with a lawyer earlier that morning, so how on earth had the divorce papers shown up already? Was it all about being efficient, or had this been in the works beforehand?

She was suspicious but knew she couldn't throw Dr. Campbell under the bus in front of Everett. She gathered her thoughts and pressed on, "Even if we do end up divorced, Mateo is still my son. I have the legal right to see him, and you can't take that away from me." "Visitation rights?"

Everett chuckled, as if he'd heard the most ridiculous thing ever.

"Selena, do you really think I'm like your Callum, all gentlemanly and saint-like?"

His words dripped with sarcasm. "You always say I've got a bad temper, that I'm a tyrant, arrogant. So why on earth would I keep giving in to your demands?"

"You and Callum keep testing me. Do you seriously think I'm some pushover you can just boss around?"

He crumpled up the divorce papers and tossed them in the trash with a flourish.

worry. I'll make sure he has a good mother, someone who won't walk out on him, who'll

all, kids? You can always have

"Everett!"

seething, her cheeks

jerk didn't give her a chance,

got was a cold automated voice: "The number you have dialed is

He'd blocked her!

dead set on keeping

to Mateo at Moon Bay, but Everett had beefed up security. There were more guards, and

stuck inside, trying every trick in the book

son, she refused to leave, waiting it out outside until Ricky, who couldn't stand seeing her like that, worried she'd collapse before getting to Mateo,

to bed. He'd been cranky for days, crying himself to sleep, but tonight, he settled down

just a kid. He'd get used to it. Living with his dad, he'd have a life

with Selena marrying