Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 802

Breanne leaned in closer, her perfume wafting heavily in the air. Everett's brow furrowed as the fog in his eyes started to lift. At last, he really looked at the woman standing before him. Her features did look a lot like Selena's, maybe even more than that woman Abraham was with last time. Her voice was almost identical too, but the tone was different.

When Selena called him Mr. Everett, it was always laced with sarcasm or as frosty as a winter morning-never warm. The thought of her showing up to pick him up seemed ridiculous. As if Selena cared about him. If he hadn't insisted or if the situation hadn't forced her, she would've never stayed by his side. That cold- hearted woman!

Breanne, blissfully unaware of Everett's thoughts about Selena, saw only a strikingly handsome man staring at her with his deep, soulful eyes, which sent a thrilling shiver through her. She admired his sharp nose, the hint of muscles beneath his shirt, those long, elegant fingers, and what lay beneath those tailored pants... Her mind wandered, imagining how thrilling it would be to have his strong body over hers.

Though young, Breanne was no novice, especially when it came to seduction. She had climbed her way up, and once Mr. Everett was in her bed, she was sure she could keep him there. Men were easy to handle when they were satisfied in bed.

surprise, Everett gently pushed her away, his tipsy gaze now razor-sharp. Breanne felt a sting of rejection, but his intense look kept her from trying again.

said nothing, and picked up his phone to call Alex, telling her to get the car ready because he was leaving. He hung

on the couch, watching his unyielding retreat, clenching her fists in frustration. No man had ever dismissed her so thoroughly. Her competitive streak was ignited her heart racing even

had two kids; how could she compete? Men always craved

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nothing, especially since she had already set some things

Everett stepped out, she quickly opened the back door, making sure he got in safely. Alex stipped into the driver's seat, stealing a