Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 721

[Get out of the car, I'll take you home.]

Selena kept on ignoring him. Rhett settled into the driver's seat, fired up the engine, and was just about to hit the gas when-BAM! A deafening crash echoed around them.

The car behind had slammed into their bumper, the impact jerking them both forward. Rhett, shaken, turned to Selena, who looked just as startled. “Selena, are you okay?"

She shook her head slightly.

"Hang tight, I'll go check it out!"

Rhett's face was a mask of anger as he unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out. Whoever was behind the wheel of the other car must've been a real piece of work to crash into them while they were parked.

The culprit was a sleek black Bentley, its front end crumpled and a bit of smoke wafting out. Rhett walked over and rapped on the window.

The window slid down slowly, revealing Everett's sharply defined jawline. He glanced at the damage with a raised eyebrow and said with a smirk, "Oops, my foot slipped."

and expression? Not one

anger simmering.

wheel. "Mr. Young, to show my apologies,

Rhett: ".

She just didn't expect him to be acting even more childish than before. Clearly, he wasn't going

Selena stepped out and walked over to Rhett. "My assistant will be here soon to sort out the car stuff. I've

stop her. "Be safe on the way

"Will do."

to leave, Everett suddenly honked a few times,

time was in Rivertown, you put me up

"No need, I have a place in Newport. I'm not crashing at

pushed past

wrist again. "Not even to

tomorrow. It doesn't have to