Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Alex: "Yes!"Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Inside the bustling airport, a group of bodyguards were on a frantic search. Their conspicuous behavior quickly irked the travelers, leading to complaints. Airport security stepped in to restore order, sparking a brief clash between the two groups.

Meanwhile, Selena emerged casually from the bookstore, her eyes darting over to the bodyguards caught in the commotion. With a silent apology to them, she smoothly slipped away, not once looking back amidst the chaos. This distraction would buy her an hour or two-

just enough time to make her getaway.

By evening, Alex finally managed to reach the bodyguards and, with a heavy heart, delivered the news to Everett. "Mr. Everett, we found Mrs. Bennett's phone. It was left in a cleaning cart, which is why the GPS showed her circling the airport. But despite our search, there's no sign of her. It seems... Mrs. Bennett planned her escape all along..."

Her voice trailed off, wishing she could vanish on the spot. In any other situation, she might've admired Mrs. Bennett's cunning-using a single phone to send the bodyguards on a wild chase, even fooling the boss completely!

Leaning back in his leather chair, Everett's face was lit by a soft glow. His anger morphed into a chilling laugh, creating an unsettlingly beautiful tension in the room. During those hours of waiting, he clung to a thread of hope that her escape wasn't her own doing. Just last night, they'd been lost in each other's arms; she had bloomed under his touch, her face glowing with affection, whispering promises in his ear. "I and our baby will wait for you in France, Everett. Hurry and find us~"

Now, each word from Alex felt like an icy punch, shattering his idyllic vision. He had doubts but chose to trust her again, and she... chose to betray him once more! He offered his heart, and she responded with a perfectly orchestrated escape! "Well, my Mrs. Bennett really is something!" he exclaimed.

With a loud crash, Everett's phone hit the floor, the screen instantly shattering like a spiderweb.

Alex shrank back, trying hard not to tremble. The boss's presence was intimidating, the air thick with

tension, making her knees weak et

She braced herself for Everett's fury or some harsh command, but after a brief silence, he regained his calm.

He moved to the large floor-to-ceiling window, his dark eyes fixed on the setting sun, his voice icy. "Clean this up, then you can go."

Alex was taken aback. Just like that?

Was Mr. Everett really letting her go without a fight? She almost asked, but something stopped her. Despite his calm demeanor, there was an unsettling feeling, like the calm before a storm.

At 10 p.m., Callum had just stepped

out of the operating room when Bill called him to the kickboxing gym. This place was a familiar haunt for the brothers, where they had trained and Sparred since childhood

When he arrived, Everett was already in the ring, leaning against the ropes, looking down with an ominous gaze. "Come up and face your fate!" he demanded coolly, wasting no time on small talk. "Or, tell me where Selena is."

Ever since they were kids, Callum and Everett had always been neck and neck, but Everett often had the upper hand. In fights, Callum had never bested him.