Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 254

"Ah, good kid," he said, giving Selena's head a gentle pat.

Rebecca was about to step in through the doorway when she overheard the conversation. Her hand froze on the doorknob, gripping it tighter, her eyes filled with resentment.

...

Over at Bennett Corporation, in the CEO's office, Derick was going over the day's schedule with Everett, iPad in hand, when Jaime barged in.

His oversized sunglasses covered most of his face, making him look like he was trying to hide from the world.

Derick blinked in surprise before greeting him, "Mr. Jaime."

Jaime nodded, waving his hand casually, "Carry on, don’t mind me. I’m just here to snag a nap on the couch."

Without further ado, he sprawled out on the couch, his legs too long and dangling off the edge.

Derick raised an eyebrow. "?"

Everett tossed his papers aside and reclined in his leather chair, not showing an ounce of hospitality. "What is this, your hotel suite? Derick, please call security!"

Just as Derick was about to act, Jaime shot up, feigning urgency.

"Aren't we friends? Can't I just crash here for a bit?"

He dramatically removed his sunglasses, "If I don't catch some Z's, I'm a goner. Everett, could you live with that on your conscience?"

Everett lazily lifted an eyelid, giving him a skeptical once-over.

Jaime's usually dashing face was marred by massive dark circles, aging him a good decade.

Derick, never one to mince words, suggested, "Mr. Jaime, maybe a little... moderation?"

Jaime looked downright pitiful.