Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Bennett Corporation, CEO's Office.noveldrama

The sun was dipping below the horizon, spreading a canvas of pinks and oranges across the sky. Behind a massive desk sat an incredibly handsome man, lounging back in his leather chair. His long fingers rhythmically drummed on the armrest as he listened to his team's updates, though his mind was clearly miles away.

As the meeting wrapped up and everyone shuffled out, he rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of the day. He opened a drawer, pulled out a small pillbox, and shook out a couple of pills, washing them down with some water.

Noticing this, Alex stepped forward, placing the meeting notes on the desk with a touch of concern. "Mr. Everett, you really should take care of yourself."

With a dismissive wave, Everett assured him he was fine. Alex could tell he wasn't in the mood to discuss it further, so he let it go. But then he remembered the urgent message he'd received earlier.

"Mr. Everett, we've just received word that Yasmine is missing from France. I checked with the airline, and it seems she flew back a few days ago!"

Everett's eyes narrowed sharply. He recalled Selena's odd behavior earlier- actually, she'd been acting off for a while now. He'd been too wrapped up in her charm to dwell on it.

Picking up the phone, Everett dialed the villa's number. After a few rings, Ava answered.

"Where's my wife?" he asked bluntly.

"She left right after you did," Ava replied honestly.

"Did she mention where she was going?"

"No."

Everett hung up, his jaw set tight. "Find out where Selena went. Now," he commanded, his voice cold.

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Alex stood nearby, barely daring to breathe. She had a pretty good inkling of what was unfolding. Silently, she cursed Yasmine for stirring up trouble. Everything. could've been smooth, but she just had to complicate things!

Selena and Blaine stood at the suite's door. Blaine, mimicking a hotel staff voice, called out for room service. The unsuspecting person inside opened the door.

Blaine swiftly pushed it open and stormed in, with Selena right behind him. Yasmine's eyes widened when she saw Selena, not bothering to hide her resentment as she shrieked, "Selena, what the hell are you doing here?"

Then she noticed Blaine, recognizing him as the guy who'd been after Selena in France. She hadn't expected him to follow her back here.

Ignoring her, Selena and Blaine scanned the room for the elusive 'mastermind.' To their dismay, it was just Yasmine, alone in the spacious suite.

"What are you staring at, Selena? What's the deal with barging in here with your side piece?" Yasmine taunted. never pegged you for such a Joose woman, flaunting around another man while clinging to Mr. Everett. You're not good enough for him!"

Before Selena could respond, Blaine closed the gap in a flash, gripping Yasmine's face with his large hand. He showed no mercy, his fingers squeezing her face until she cried out in pain.

But he wasn't done. With a click, he flicked a lighter, the flame jumping to life. Smirking wickedly, he brought it close to her cheek. "Ms. Yasmine, you just had a little work done this face, didn't you? It's finally

looking decent. Wouldn't it be a

shame if something happened to it?"

Yasmine thought he was bluffing and taunted, "Go ahead, try it! You little playboy ah!"

Her scream pierced the room as her hair singed, leaving her face drained of color. Blaine calmly put out the flame. "Ms. Yasmine, care to give it another go?" Yasmine stared at the man in terror. He was undeniably handsome but terrifyingly

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