Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 460

Selena found herself sidelined, a stark reminder of how a woman's status in her social circle often hinged on her husband's fortunes—a harsh truth to swallow. The internet was buzzing with sharp criticisms: “Typical move—hit it big and ditch your partner.”

Yet, many fans rose to her defense, claiming Mrs. Bennett had been cornered into a marriage that kept Margot from her rightful place for far too long. With Everett now holding the reins of Bennett Corporation and the family’s empire, unshackled by any constraints, it made sense, they argued, that he’d want to make things right with his true love.

Back in the day, dumping your spouse would have drawn heaps of scorn, but history, after all, is written by the victors. These days, Everett, wielding power like a king, couldn’t care less about the whispers of disapproval.

Ava, however, was one of the loudest critics. Despite the looming divorce, she was appalled by how swiftly and heartlessly Mr. Bennett seemed to move on, leaving Mrs. Bennett humiliated. How was she supposed to hold her head high in Newport now?

The thought of Margot’s smug face only fueled her rage. Meanwhile, Selena sat beside her, unfazed and knitting a small scarf. She was over Everett’s antics, just counting down the days until the divorce was final. Her only focus was on flying to Germany to see her son.

She was wrapped up in the anticipation of reuniting with him and had no time for petty anger. That evening, Bennett Corporation threw a big celebration dinner. Everett, arm in arm with his date Alex, was the center of attention.

He looked more striking than ever, oozing the charm of a seasoned man, wrapped in the glow of his success, making it hard for the ladies to tear their eyes away. Yet, he seemed detached, barely smiling, as if even this triumph couldn’t stir him.

Soon, he passed the mingling duties to Alex and slipped out onto the terrace for some fresh air. Jaime sidled up with two glasses of wine, flashing a playful grin. “Mr. Everett, on a night like this, why the long face? Never been one for smiling?”

Everett, already in a sour mood, gave him a sidelong glance and curtly said, “Buzz off.”

“Come on, I’m just looking out for you,” Jaime said, ignoring the icy reception and diving into gossip. “So, really going through with the divorce?”

“Got a problem with that?”

“No, just didn’t expect you to suddenly become such a stand-up guy.”

Everett closed his eyes, trying to keep his temper in check, lest he did something rash.

Jaime took a sip, driving his point home, “It’s probably for the best. Selena’s had a rough go these past years. Now that she’s free, she can start fresh without delay.”

“Jaime!” Everett couldn’t help but chuckle angrily. “Why are you so thrilled about my divorce? Did Selena win you over, or are you just backing Callum?”