Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

He didn't completely buy into Margot's story, knowing full well that Selena was a clever woman with her own set of tricks, while Margot often acted impulsively. Could she really outsmart Selena? This thought barely crossed his mind when he heard Selena's soft, restrained voice, "Everett, I... I don't want to accuse Ms. Margot unfairly. If she wants to check the surveillance footage, then let her." As she spoke, she slightly lifted her head to meet his gaze, her face pale, and her usually bright eyes now dim, shadowed with a sense of vulnerability.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Everett found himself hesitating for a moment. Agreeing to check the surveillance footage would mean he didn't trust her, and in her eyes, it would look like he was siding with Margot.

In the past, he never really considered Selena's feelings, doing whatever he wanted. But now, he couldn't bear the thought of seeing disappointment and disgust in her eyes.

It would make him uneasy, restless.

Margot picked up on Everett's hesitation, her heart anxious. She knew her only leverage was his guilt. If Selena took that away, she'd be left with nothing.

In the future, Everett could just hand her a house and some money and be done with her!

She had to keep him today. Just like every other time, the choice Everett made between them should always be her!

With this thought, Margot tightened her grip on Selena, cursing harshly, "Selena, you little fraud, what are you pretending for? You're clearly fine. Get up and come watch the surveillance footage with me!" Selena, hurt by her grip, didn't fight back but let her large eyes well up with tears, looking utterly pitiful.

Ava couldn't stand to see her lady being mistreated and, like a mother hen protecting her chick, stepped in and yanked Margot away, shoving her aside. "Don't touch my lady!"

Margot, always maintaining a

delicate and frail appearance to win

sympathy, ate sparingly and was very slender. Ava, used to physical work, was strong and easily pushed her, causing Margot to fall

uncontrollably.

She winced in pain but, even from the ground, clung desperately to Everett's shirt, "Everett, believe me, she's faking it. Don't be fooled by her..."

Everett's brows knitted tightly, his gaze falling on Margot's disheveled state, his lips parting slightly as if he wanted to say something.

But Ava's scream cut him off, "My lady, you... you're bleeding..."

Looking down, Everett saw the blood seeping into Selena's white dress, feeling the sticky warmth against his hands as he held her.

His fingers trembled uncontrollably.

The memory of her previous car accident, lying in a pool of blood, flashed through his mind.

He had asked Derick to get the surveillance footage of the accident. He saw Selena standing by the roadside, hit by a car that suddenly appeared, falling into the blood without any strength to fight The

pain and despair...

At that time, he had rushed to his apartment to calm Margot, who was threatening to harm herself, and passed by the scene of the accident!

In his midnight reflections, he had

often thought, if only he had paid more attention, taken another look, and realized it was her, rushed her to the hospital, maybe they wouldn't have lost Mateo. If the child could have been born safely, maybe she wouldn't harbor such deep resentment towards him, unable to let go for so long.