Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

"Of course, I won't pressure you or twist your arm. Everyone's got to chart their own course. Take your time and think about whether you want to team up with me."

Selena picked up Mallie's phone and keyed in her number.

"Once you're sure, give me a ring."

With a confident smile, Selena stood up and left with Holt.

Mallie stayed on the sofa, lost in thought, captivated by Selena's breezy

confidence, unable to snap back to reality for quite a while.

Later that evening, Selena emerged from her study. Everett, tall and lean, was lounging against the wall, his dark eyes locked on her.

"Done for the day, Ms. Selena?"

Selena had gotten used to his sudden appearances at Moon Bay.

After tackling a mountain of work, she was too drained to deal with him.

Heading straight to the master bedroom, she sat at her vanity to remove her makeup. Everett came up behind her, noticing her weary state, and raised an eyebrow. "Is Irwin Enterprise really keeping you this busy?"

He'd skimmed through the files before and knew the company was doing well, so

didn't quite add up why she'd be

eyes narrowed slightly, observing her reflection. "Selena, are you juggling something

meeting his sharp

as a tack.

what she was really up to... things could get

smile, Selena tried to play it cool. "Nah, just working twice as hard because I'm not as naturally gifted as

can be a business

gaze didn't

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are

kneed a

some sleep. You

snapped Everett's

reached out, wrapping his long arm around her waist, pulling

heading out on a

A business trip... now?

slightly, but she kept her cool, casually asking,

mention any trip before. Why the

a hiccup with a project in

replied automatically, then caught himself, his handsome face