Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 719

"Mr. Harris, if you've got another date waiting, you better head in. It's pretty rude to keep a lady hanging."

With that, Selena didn't give him another look. She swung open the door to the private room and strolled in with Rhett.

The door swung shut right in Everett's face, cutting off his view completely.

Through the shadowy screen, he could make out Rhett fawning over Selena- helping with her coat, holding her purse, pulling out her chair-and Selena taking it all in stride.

Everett's mood soured even more.

Joy eventually popped out, looking impatient. "Everett, why aren't you coming in?"

Snapping back to reality, he gave her a quick glance, masked his emotions, and walked into the room.

Seated across from him, Joy's eyes sparkled with affection. She had waited so long, poured so much effort into this moment, and finally, it had come.

She held out the menu, asking, "Everett, what do you feel like eating?"

Everett, clearly distracted, kept glancing toward the other side. "Whatever you pick."

Joy kept her smile steady. "Alright, I'll order your favorites."

After placing the order, she tried to strike up a conversation. "Everett, do you notice anything different about me today?"

giving a playful twirl, her

"The pink's too delicate; it doesn't

Joy: "

a real knack for flirting without being over the top,

sweet talk,

already interested

the soft lighting, Selena smiled gently, a smile that hit Rhett straight in the heart, drawing him closer. As the soft tunes of a violin and piano

"I'm not familiar with classical

about a waltz to classical

I saw through Rhett's

through Rhett's intentions, but it was just a dance too

"Sure." oded

and extended

letting him lead

shadows of

and

was taken aback. "Everett,

tossed out, "The bill's on me. Take your time with dinner!" Then he strode out

after him several times, but Everett didn't look

to the next room, shoving

smoothly, Rhett's

a brewing