Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena shot him a glance. "What's the fun in you doing exactly what I want?" Her smile was mocking, and she didn't bother to say anything more. She gave him a gentle shove on the chest, "I'm tired. I need to sleep. Out you go." She didn't have much strength, so the shove felt more like a playful nudge.

Everett quickly caught her hand; her touch was soft and smooth, enough to make anyone's heart stir. Since her pregnancy, he hadn't been able to be close to her, and after so long, the abstinence was hard to ignore. But given how things were between them, even holding her was a luxury, let alone anything more.

Everett knew better than to push his luck. Selena had become a bit more amenable lately, mainly because she needed someone around during the final stretch of her pregnancy. He couldn't risk messing that up by acting on impulse. He bent down, gently scooped her up, and carefully laid her on the bed, reminding her to get some rest before he quietly left the room.

Once she heard the car drive away, Selena opened her eyes and stared at the starlit ceiling, lost in thought.

Later that night, back at the hotel, Everett took a long, cold shower, tossing and turning all night without much sleep. Meanwhile, Blaine had dug up more details. Yasmine had gone hiking before the fire, likely checking out the area. Then she anonymously bought some quick-starting fire items online. Plus, she had a fire- resistant suit with her on the hike, which was odd. But her brave act of saving others, despite getting badly burned herself, had overshadowed that strange detail.

Selena listened quietly, her gaze icy. The idea that the seemingly meek Yasmine could pull off such a bold move didn't sit right with her. It wasn't that she underestimated Yasmine; but if Yasmine were truly that gutsy and clever, she wouldn't have made such a fool of herself at the engagement party.

Selena felt like something was missing. Blaine watched her furrowed brow with a gentle expression, sipping his black coffee. Outside, behind a big tree, someone was snapping photos of

SU Scene.

Selena thought it over. There were no clear leads for now, so she decided to tackle Yasmine head-on. She needed to make Yasmine pay for all the pain she caused Mateo.

When the driver dropped Selena back at the villa, she saw Alex directing people to move Everett's luggage inside. Selena gave it a glance but didn't say anything.

Alex approached her with a smile,

"Ma'am, you're back. Mr. Everett is worried about you being alone in the later stages of your pregnancy and is concerned about any potential incidents. As a father, he can't just stand by, so he'll be staying here for a while."

"Of course, he won't stay for free. He'll pay three times the usual rate for room

and board. Does that sound okay to you?"

Moving in was moving in, no matter how nicely it was phrased. But Selena didn't call him out on it. She just asked, "Where's Everett?"

Alex, relieved that Selena was onnoveldrama

board, answered more lightly, "Mr. Everett has a meeting. He asked me to bring his things over first. He'll be back as soon as he's done." Aftera pause, she added, "Mr. Everett also told me to cancel all his travet plans. Remember Assistant Derick? The second-in-command he trained is handling all the travel now. Actually, we should call him Mr. Yang."