Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 334

Everett's brows knitted together, his handsome face adopting a cool detachment, "What's the issue this time?"

Derick immediately softened his tone, "It's not the missus... it's about her uncle..."

Just then, the phone on the desk buzzed to life. Everett glanced at the screen—it was the doctor from the apartment calling. He motioned for Derick to zip it while he answered the call.

"Mr. Everett, Ms. Margot has locked herself in the bathroom and refuses to come out. We're worried she might be in a bad place again. You might need to come back…”

“Got it. Keep an eye on her. I’m on my way!”

Everett hung up, threw on his suit jacket, grabbed his keys, and headed out with purpose.

Derick, caught off guard by the sudden urgency, rushed after him, “Hey, Mr. Everett, about the missus…”

Everett impatiently jabbed the elevator button, cutting him off, “I told you, her issues are none of my business! If you can’t get that, maybe you should consider resigning!”

What could possibly be so urgent with Selena? It was always the same old drama about her uncle.

As the elevator doors slid open, he stepped in without a backward glance.

Derick stood there, helpless, watching the elevator doors close and descend.

…

Selena stood by the roadside, reading Derick's message, and felt a wave of dizziness. This time, Everett wouldn’t even give her the time of day, let alone listen.

Her eyes stung and reddened, but she took a deep breath, swallowing her pain. This wasn’t the time for a pity party—time was ticking.