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

up

her reflection. "Selena,

with a cotton pad, eyes meeting his sharp gaze in the mirror, her

as a tack. Had

found out what she was really up to... things

to play it cool. "Nah, just working twice as hard

everyone can be a business whiz

gaze didn't

thought for a

again? It's

toy curace

are

kneed a

some sleep.

snapped Everett's

wrapping his long arm around her waist, pulling

always push me away. I'm heading out on a business

A business trip... now?

slightly, but she

mention any trip before. Why the

call. There's a hiccup with a

replied automatically, then caught himself, his handsome face inching