Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

She was seething with anger and frustration, screaming, "Why, why?" Everett adjusted his suit, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and took a drag. Blowing out a cloud of smoke, his voice was as cold as ice, "Margot, William is gone. I never stopped you from finding other men. I gave you two choices back then. First, if you found someone you loved, marry him, and I'd send you off with a generous dowry, ensuring you'd never want for anything." "Second, if you decided to have William's child, I'd recognize him as the rightful heir of the Bennett family. But that didn't include you. You'd have wealth and luxury, but nothing more."novelbin

"You chose the second option!"

Everett flicked the ash from his cigarette, exuding a charm and nobility that seemed untouchable to Margot.

"Yes, I chose it, but the baby's gone. You've grown colder because of Selena, and I'm lonely. I need a man's touch, his warmth. I'm begging you, give me that. I don't need anything else."

"I don't care about titles or becoming Mrs. Bennett. If you're worried about Selena, she won't know. Just help me out!"

Margot knelt at his feet, letting out a soft, provocative sigh, hoping to stir his desire. She knew exactly how to act to evoke a man's sympathy and passion.

What did it matter if she had to humble herself for a moment? Achieving her goal was worth it, and from there, she could climb back up. Besides, conquering a man like Everett was both thrilling and satisfying. Everett extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray, watching her silently for a moment before a smirk played on his lips, "Alright."

"Everett..."

A wave of joy washed over Margot, making her knees weak. But Everett didn't do what she expected. Instead, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Jaime answered with a string of colorful words, "Everett, are you serious? You always call at the worst times. Are you trying to ruin my fun? If you're not getting any, don't take it out on me. You need therapy, man!"

Before he could hang up, Everett

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Jaime was stunned, "Wait, what? Guys, not girls? Did Selena mess with your head? Don't go overboard, man!"

"Just do it," Everett said, hanging up.

Margot's face went pale, "Everett, how could you humiliate me like this? What do you think I am?" Everett stood, looking down at her with a cold, mocking expression, "Isn't this what you wanted?" "Everett!" she screamed, finally losing it and smashing things around her.

He didn't spare her another glance, turning on his heel and leaving without a word.

Selena was suddenly overwhelmed by a stifling heat, as if she had been tossed into a furnace. She struggled,

but her limbs felt bouess.

Why was it so hot? The villa had a climate control system to keep everything comfortable. What was going on?

Unable to stand it any longer, Selena groggily opened her eyes. Her pupils dilated in shock.