Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 662

Bennett Corporation, CEO's Office.

The sun was dipping below the horizon, spreading a canvas of pinks and oranges across the sky. Behind a massive desk sat an incredibly handsome man, lounging back in his leather chair. His long fingers rhythmically drummed on the armrest as he listened to his team's updates, though his mind was clearly miles away.

As the meeting wrapped up and everyone shuffled out, he rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of the day. He opened a drawer, pulled out a small pillbox, and shook out a couple of pills, washing them down with some water.

Noticing this, Alex stepped forward, placing the meeting notes on the desk with a touch of concern. "Mr. Everett, you really should take care of yourself."

With a dismissive wave, Everett assured him he was fine. Alex could tell he wasn't in the mood to discuss it further, so he let it go. But then he remembered the urgent message he'd received earlier.

"Mr. Everett, we've just received word that Yasmine is missing from France. I checked with the airline, and it seems she flew back a few days ago!"

Everett's eyes narrowed sharply. He recalled Selena's odd behavior earlier- actually, she'd been acting off for a while now. He'd been too wrapped up in her charm to dwell on it.

Everett dialed the villa's number. After a few

my wife?"

you did," Ava replied

she mention where she was

"No."

hung up, his jaw set tight. "Find out where

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breathe. She had a pretty good inkling of what was unfolding. Silently, she cursed

Blaine, mimicking a hotel staff voice, called out for room service. The

behind him. Yasmine's eyes widened when she saw Selena, not bothering to hide her resentment as she shrieked, "Selena, what the hell are you doing

who'd been after Selena in France. She hadn't expected him to follow

'mastermind.' To their dismay, it was just Yasmine, alone in the spacious

staring at, Selena? What's the deal with barging in here with your side piece?" Yasmine taunted. never pegged you for such a Joose woman, flaunting around another man while clinging to Mr. Everett.