Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 762

Everett quickly changed his clothes and hurried downstairs. To his

disappointment, sitting gracefully on the living room sofa wasn't Selena as he'd hoped, but Joy instead.

Seeing him come down, Joy acted like nothing was amiss, standing up with a smile. "Everett, you're awake. I baked a cake. Want to have some with me?"

Everett wasn't in the mood for cake or company. His dark eyes shot a cold glance at Joy, and he asked, "Have you seen Selena?"

Joy's hands clenched tightly. "No, I haven't."

Everett's brow furrowed even tighter. Without another word, he turned to head back upstairs.

Joy quickly called after him, "Everett, the cake..."

Without stopping, Everett replied, "I don't eat sweets. You can have it."

disappeared at the top of

fit of anger, she hurled it to the ground and stomped on it. It was all Selena's fault! If it weren't for her, Everett wouldn't be so impatient. By now, they should have been enjoying a sweet breakfast together, not being

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from the nightstand, and dialed Selena's number. The cold, automated voice on the line told him, "The number you have dialed is

blocked him? He hadn't touched her, despite his sore arm from being her pillow, and she just up and left

sit still. He grabbed his phone again to send

hit send, a red exclamation mark popped up in the chat! Furious,

home. As she stepped into the foyer, Ava stood there with the

to scold her, "Ma'am, how old are you? Staying out all night without a call? You know

in, "Mom, you said we shouldn't stay out all night, but you did. Where were you? We

confused, mimicked her brother, “Mommy,

her forehead but remained calm and didn't argue. She admitted her mistake with a gentle

came up yesterday