Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Everett's expression changed as he listened to the other end of the line, the playful glint in his eyes giving way to deep concern. "Alright, I'm on my way."

After ending the call, he straightened his clothes and turned to Selena. "Sorry, Selena. Something urgent came up, and I need to step out for a bit. Feel free to try on as many dresses as you like and buy whichever ones catch your eye. Don't worry about the cost-I'll be back soon to join you."

With that, he slipped on his jacket, gave her a reassuring kiss, and hurried off.

He left so quickly that Selena didn't even get a chance to ask if the hospital was calling or if she should go with him.

Sitting up slowly, Selena realized she was completely undressed. Embarrassed, she quickly grabbed a bathrobe and wrapped it tightly around herself. "It's all Everett's fault," she thought with a grin. "The rascal almost led me astray."

She gave her cheeks a light slap to clear her head. With Everett gone, she could focus on trying on wedding dresses without any distractions. Otherwise, she might never get through them all with him around.

All afternoon, she slipped into one dress after another, snapping photos to send to her friend Joy for advice. Joy, always in the know about fashion, enthusiastically offered her thoughts.

Selena finally narrowed it down to two stunning options but couldn't make up her mind. Even Joy was stumped, so she suggested, "Wait until Everett picks his suit, then see which dress matches best with it. Go with that one!" Selena thought it was a great idea and decided to go with it.

Meanwhile, at the bridal shop, Everett had a selection of suits waiting for him. He'd only managed to try on two before rushing out, so he'd have to finish later.

By the time the suits were sorted, it

was already past three in the afternoon The bridal shop had meals delivered from a nearby

five-star hotel, and after eating

Selena decided to try out some wedding makeup since she had time to spare.

The makeup artists were top-notch and catered to celebrities. Selena, like many women, was naturally fascinated by makeup. As sheNôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

chatted with the artist, Lola, the net

talked about their favorite products and styling tips and even dabbled in some celebrity gossip.

Lola leaned in conspiratorially, "Mrs. Bennett, have you heard about Margot, the famous pianist? Word is she's pregnant, and things haven't been stable, so she's at a fancy private clinic. The costs are through the roof!"

"Margot's in the hospital?" Selena thought. The last time she saw her at Bennett Corporation, she seemed lively enough and even made bold moves on Everett.

Despite Everett insisting there was nothing between him and Margot and that the baby wasn't his, Selena's intuition told her Margot had a thing for Everett. She couldn't bring herself to be friendly with her.

She gave a slight, indifferent smile and replied, "Is that so?"

Seeing Selena wasn't interested, Lola quickly moved on to other topics.

As their conversation went on, daylight faded. Checking her phone, Selena noticed it was already eight in the evening, and Everett hadn't returned. Was he still caught up with something, or...?

Worried, Selena wondered if there was something wrong with his grandfather. She decided not to wait any longer and picked up her phone to call Everett.