Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 728

Selena raised an eyebrow, caught between surprise and expectation. She acted like Everett wasn't even there, focusing instead on helping Rhett to his feet. With a gentle touch, she brushed the dust off his clothes and asked softly, "You okay?"

Rhett, a guy who spent his college days on the court and in the gym, was in great shape. A fall like this was nothing more of a bruise to his pride than anything else. Yet, he leaned into Selena's shoulder, putting on quite the show. "Selena, I think I twisted my ankle. It really hurts!"

Selena looked genuinely concerned. "Sit down, let me have a look."

Everett couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head. It was obvious to anyone that Rhett was faking it, but Selena was buying the act?

With a smirk, Everett called him out, "Rhett, you fell on your butt, not your ankle. If you're going to play pretend, at least make it convincing!"

Rhett didn't even flinch at being exposed. With a smooth retort, he said, "Mr. Everett, you're not me. How do you know where I'm hurt? And barging in here to swing at me don't you think that's a bit much?"

Too much? Everett walked in to find Rhett trying to kiss his wife. Just yanking him away was showing restraint!

Selena helped Rhett to a chair and lifted his foot to check, "Does this hurt?"

winced, playing

made a quick decision. "I'll get Holt

blinked, "Sorry for the

her phone, Everett's hand clamped onto her wrist.

"Selena, you can't tell he's not hurt? You're usually so sharp-where's your common sense now?

always quick to outsmart him, so why was she acting so

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a frosty glare, "Everett, was having a nice evening with a friend when you stormed in and caused

you're in the right?"

he wasn't just having drinks; he was making a move on

second later, would you two

were stormy, and his grip on

"How ridiculous."

met his gaze defiantly, "Mr. Everett, what are we now? Do you

it's my choice. You, as my ex-husband, need to respect my