Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 729

Struggling, she shouted, "Let me go!"

Rhett hadn't seen it coming-Everett throwing all gentlemanly pretense out the window and acting like a rogue, just snatching her away. He couldn't keep up the charade any longer. He sprang up, rushing to cut them off.

He quickly blocked Everett's path, his fists clenched tight. "Mr. Everett, Selena doesn't want to go with you. Put her down."

Everett's eyes flicked to Rhett's feet, a mocking grin spreading across his face. “I thought you sprained your ankle? Did you suddenly heal just to play the hero?"

As he spoke, his large hand provocatively patted Selena's shapely backside. "See? I wasn't wrong about him."

Selena: "..."

"But since he loves putting on a show for you, I'll give him this chance."

that, Everett swiftly grabbed Rhett's arm, dislocating it with a

instantly drenched in cold sweat, his face going pale from the pain. He hadn't even seen Everett make his move-it was that fast. This guy was way stronger than he'd ever

Selena snapped angrily, "Everett!"

don't want that arm to be useless, head

that, he

across the street, secured the presidential suite, and carried her

down as he began unbuttoning his shirt. In the dim light, his handsome face was a storm of anger and jealousy, emotions tangled up

to his belt. "Selena, I told you, if you have needs, come to me. I can satisfy them. If you dare go to someone else, I'll make sure you

hiding anymore; he'd dropped all pretenses. Everett was never a

her delicate chin, ignoring her struggles as he kissed her forcefully. His lips trailed down her long neck, pulling her top open, and burying his face against her chest. He took in every bit of

pushing him away. However, she wasn't lost in the

dealt

demand this of me, yet what about you?