Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 379

The man couldn't help but chuckle, his long fingers playfully tapping her upturned nose. "Alright, just for you, my little treasure hunter!"

Only then did Selena's smile finally break free.

That evening, Everett pulled Selena into his arms, drifting into a deep sleep together.

As she listened to his steady, rhythmic breathing, her thick eyelashes fluttered gently before she slowly opened her eyes.

Never underestimate your opponent—this was a lesson she had learned from her years of chasing stories.

Back then, she had walked out of the club's grand doors without a hitch, just a step away from flagging down a taxi to make her escape. But then, a sudden chill ran down her spine.

Was Everett's slip-up tonight a mere accident, or was it on purpose?

Clearly, it was the latter.

He was always so deep and methodical, a master at playing with people's emotions. There was no way he'd leave such an obvious gap in his defenses.

This was just a test.

She reckoned she wouldn't get far before being caught, and then... well, what awaited her would likely be even harsher.

Better to play along, gain his trust, and get him to drop his guard completely! That would be the best setup for her eventual escape.

With that thought, Selena slowly closed her eyes and let herself drift off to sleep, feeling strangely at ease.

The next day, Everett cleared his schedule and whisked Selena away on his private jet to France.

Selena was taken aback, staring at his handsome face across from her as he sipped his coffee. "Why are we going to France? Is it for work?"

Everett gave a casual smile, "Vacation."

Seeing her surprise linger, he added casually, "Remember how you always wanted to go on a honeymoon after we got married? I never had the chance back then, so I'm making it up to you now."

Never had the chance... In truth, it was because he didn't think she was worth it.

During their marriage, he had taken Margot on countless trips abroad, tagging along on her global tours. When did he ever not have the time?

But now, she couldn't care less, no longer yearning for it. Yet here he was, putting on a show of affection for whom?