Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 630 Selena glanced over, and he casually averted his eyes.

"Ms. Bennett, please take a seat."

Selena eased into the couch. Blaine motioned to his assistant to serve her coffee, but upon noticing her belly, he switched it up. "Make it tea, please."

"Yes, sir," the assistant nodded.

The tea was served in an elegant set, exuding luxury. Selena wasn't all that interested in Blaine's real identity, but having someone powerful on her side was a definite plus. She needed all the help she could get to deal with Everett.

She cut straight to the chase with her request.

Blaine lounged back, his long legs crossed with casual grace. He absentmindedly twisted the ring on his finger.

With a soft laugh, he remarked, "No money, just a smooth divorce? Isn't that letting your lousy ex off a bit too easy?"

He thought it was a pity for her.

After all, with Everett's wealth, who wouldn't be green with envy?

"Don't worry, I won't skimp on your legal fees," Selena assured him.

Selena wasn't one of those people who thought money was trash, but she knew Everett too well. The more she demanded, the longer he'd drag things out. She was done with their back-and-forth.

Plus, with a kid on the way, her energy would be spread thin. She wanted to focus on her child, not get caught up in Everett's nonsense.

She could earn her own money and was determined to give her child the best life possible.

Blaine smiled warmly.

wrong. It's not about the legal fees

not exactly strapped for cash. In fact...

nudging her to ask

to catch on, sipping her tea. "Let's stick to my plan."

What an unpredictable woman.

straightened his suit.

hesitate to turn him

she saw no

be my top client. Surely,

Selena frowned.

"Don't make me regret

to swap

this subtle

waters, constantly on the edge, carried such energy.

Blaine chuckled softly.

Not easily swayed, huh?

raised his hands in mock surrender, dropping his

Bennett, rest assured, I've got no hidden agenda. Just a

maybe to chat

divorce

tegy. Knowing your

inside and out is

more dirt

held his gaze