Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 657

The blow hit Everett harder than he expected, leaving him momentarily stunned. But Selena? She didn't pay him any mind.

She settled into the couch, grabbed a bottle of lotion, and lifted her dress to reveal her fair, round belly. Pouring some lotion into her hand, she warmed it up between her palms before gently applying it. This was a special concoction from her beautician, safe for expectant mothers and perfect for preventing stretch marks. She was especially concerned about maintaining her looks with this larger pregnancy.

Money was no longer an issue for her, so she indulged in every luxury, especially since it was Everett's money she was spending. It gave her a wicked sense of satisfaction.

Everett stormed over, crouching in front of her. His dark eyes locked onto hers, his handsome face clouded with frustration.

"Selena, are you doing this on purpose?"

She was keeping him on a string while entertaining other men. When did she get so good at juggling men like this? His perception of her was unraveling.

Was this really Selena?

sideways glance with her alluring eyes. "If you

had moved in by his own choice. She simply didn't refuse, didn't make the first

right under his nose? Or maybe, ever

her nonchalance, yet he knew he couldn't act against her in

an option

did leave, she'd likely have his things thrown out within seconds, barring him from Moon Bay for good. And he

a sudden move, he clasped the back of her neck and bit down on her lips with a gentle yet

need, I can fulfill it. I'm

smiled enigmatically,

her up, kissing her deeply as he carried her to the bed. Once there, he undressed her, exploring every

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his neck, surrendering to him, knowing she needed to

discovering her and

trap his little mistress. If he found out and sent Yasmine away again,