Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 656

Selena's lips curled into a sly smile.

Even with Everett's protection, Yasmine couldn't outrun her own foolishness. If she'd just stayed in Italy, it would've been much harder for Selena to reach her. So, Selena had deliberately stirred the pot, knowing it would lure Yasmine back into her web.

Blaine was amazed. "How'd you know she'd come running back?"

Selena chuckled softly. "Women know women best," she said.

Yasmine had been on edge ever since Everett returned to Selena, and Selena had taken advantage of that by pretending to send messages to Yasmine from Everett himself.

First, she dangled a little hope in front of her. Then, she shattered it. Yasmine would think Everett still cared for her but was held back by something. How could she possibly stay away?

Women in love can be blindly confident and, let's face it, a bit irrational.

Blaine, who had seen his share of drama, was at a loss for words. He was no stranger to schemes and had survived many a tense moment, but the complexities of women's minds were beyond him.

"You men are all

"If you want to rant about your ex, go right ahead. Why drag me into it? I'm actually..." He was about to call himself a good guy, but he

chuckle, he admitted, "Alright, alright, I'm

don't often

with you," Blaine said earnestly. "Just remember that, and it's

aback. Over time, she'd realized that Blaine had no romantic interest in her, even though his gaze was always intense and deep. Yet, she felt he was looking through

since they weren't exactly close friends. She paid him,

her waist, and Selena felt Everett's chest warm against her back. His deep voice rumbled

who are

sounded like a question, it was more of a

on the other end to catch up later before hanging up. She moved his hand away, turned to

straight

knew, of course. His people were keeping tabs on her, and

crossed his face, but he eventually asked, "You two have been pretty close,

had a mix of

heading to the sofa. She picked up her prenatal vitamins from the coffee table, popping one before coolly replying,