Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 911

Selena knew Ava inside and out. Even though those photos were gross, Ava

would hang on to them. It was her way of preparing for the next time Everett might try to push her around.

A few minutes later, Ava plunked the stack of photos down in front of Selena. Even with a second look, Selena found them just as revolting and eyesore- inducing, but she picked them up and gave them a good look anyway.

Holt, trying to keep his own disgust in check, took a few peeks and suddenly spotted something interesting. "Wow... is Mr. Everett really that adventurous? Every single one is like a different role-play scenario."

Selena's lips curved into a sudden smile. The other three women in the room couldn't help but glance at her. Ava, more worried than the others, asked, "Ma'am, have you lost it? How can you smile at a time like this?"

Selena didn't reply. She just gathered the photos. "Don't sweat it. Everett will sort out his own mess. Everyone should just get some rest."

headed upstairs. It had been a long day, and now that the initial shock had worn off, all she wanted was a warm bath and a good night's sleep. As

week, Selena focused on her job and taking care of the kids, feeling calm and

for questioning that very night. Everett was brought in for an early hearing, which stretched on for a whole day and night. He

when Abraham was about

investigation results came through. The pricey crates of wine Everett had sent didn't have anything fishy in them. Though expensive, it was the

crossed.

was just political networking, spreading funds across all five candidates, including Abraham's team. If they wanted nail Everett for

a lot like Everett-easy to

had

She backtracked on her previous statements from the press conference, admitting her guy was a

out, Abraham was left