Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Over the past three years, she'd dialed Everett's number more times than she could count. And every single time, Margot would pick up, pretending it was just by chance. Her voice would be all sweet and syrupy as she'd say, "Oh, Everett's busy right now. Can't come to the phone." Now, it was Selena's turn to play the same game, serving Margot a slice of her own pie. After all the heartache she had endured, was Margot really going to crumble after just one dose? A sly grin crept onto Selena's face.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

On the other end, Margot was fuming. "Everett doesn't love you, but you still hang onto him, Selena. How can you be so pathetic?"

Selena chuckled, twirling a strand of her hair with ease. "Margot, seriously? After all this time, you still can't think of anything new to say? You're making yourself sound like a broken record."

"And honestly, what's a man's love worth anyway? I was short-sighted before, but I'm a quick learner. I correct my mistakes fast!"

"I've got Everett now-his love, his money-and that's more than enough for me. Oh, and he promised me everything he owns will be for me and our child. He's even planning to be with me abroad for the baby's birth. We're looking at a year or so away." "As for you... if he wants to keep you around, let him. You're not exactly priceless, and I'm not bothered."

"Selena!"

Margot was practically frothing at the mouth, biting out her name like she was trying to chew it to pieces.

Selena had said her piece, leaving no room for Margot to respond. She hung up, deleted the call log, and powered down her phone. Her actions were smooth and deliberate, like a well-rehearsed dance.

The sound of water ceased, and

Everett emerged from the bathroom,

a towel stung low on his hips. The

bedroom was peaceful. He saw a small figure nestled on the

bed Selena, already asleep on her

side.

He instinctively softened his steps, approached the bed, gently lifted the covers, and slipped in beside her.

Suddenly recalling the phone call, he reached for his phone, but Selena, as if sensing him, snuggled closer, resting her head against his chest, finding her comfort zone and drifting back to sleep. Everett's arms wrapped around her instinctively, holding her warmth and softness close. Her subtle scent filled him with a sense of peace, and he too, slowly surrendered to sleep.

In the following days, Everett was swamped with work. A showdown with a rival business was at its peak To quickly resolve the conflict and free up time to support Selena, he launched a no-holds-barred campaign. It was all or nothing.

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Selena, however, took it all in stride. She stayed home, nurturing herself with care and patience. Her calm demeanor pleased Everett, allowing him to dive deeper into his work, knowing this hectic period would soon pass.

A couple of weeks later, Selena's cheeks had regained their healthy glow, and she was feeling much better overall. Deciding it was time for a little outing, she and Ava headed to the mall. Partly to get some fresh air, partly because the new men's fashion lines had just dropped, and she wanted to pick up some pieces for her uncles and Everett.

They had barely stepped into the mall when out of nowhere, someone came charging straight at her.