Mr. Billionaire Boundless Love

Before he had finished talking, Clint frowned and interrupted him. “She’s my wife.”

Deck had been astonished by that, a look of pure shock etched on his face. “When did you get married?”

“Today.”

“It’s no wonder that you have always customized clothes at that store. It turns out the owner is your wife.” He had suddenly realized.

Coming back to the present, Deck was not a gossip man, especially when it came to the private affairs of his own boss. He did not intend to divulge any secrets.

Clint did not try to answer Selene’s question. He only smiled. “It was you who wanted to fight for it, so I had no choice. In fact, if you like it so much, I could buy it for you.”

Jennifer looked like she had been hit by a ghost, and finally, she recovered a little from it. She dragged Clint away a few paces. “Clint, what’s Deck talking about? Mrs. Denovan?”

Clint did not answer, but Deck smiled. “Miss Keller. This is Mrs. Denovan!”Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Jennifer looked at Selene incredulously, feeling her whole world fall apart. She wanted to tear Selene apart.

Selene looked at Jennifer’s eyes nonchalantly. Seeing her expression, her inner childishness came out, and Selene deliberately refused to give her any information.

After a while, Clint said, “Deck, I forgot to tell you. She’s no longer my wife. We’ve divorced.”

Although he said this, Jennifer’s expression was still that of anger. She hummed to Selene, turned her head, then left.

Selene looked at Clint with a half-smile. “Miss Keller looks like she’s angry. Shouldn’t you give her an explanation and comfort her?”

Clint frowned slightly, gave her a look, then turned and walked away.

Deck scratched his head in confusion. He apologized to Selene as he drew back. “Sorry. I didn’t know about the divorce.”

Selene smiled and shook her head. “It’s okay.”

As they walked away, Selene paused, hearing something behind her and getting a strange feeling that someone was watching her. She turned around only to see a reporter-looking woman staring at her, grinning evilly.

Selene frowned and walked away with the painting still in her hands.

That evening, the news of Belinda Carter’s art exhibition and auction was posted on the internet. The next morning, several well-known newspapers also reported on the event.

The photo of Belinda Carter wearing Selene’s dress was eye-catching. Unsurprisingly, the reporters managed to find out who had made her outfit.

Selene arrived at her store at noon and saw several reporters waiting there. The shopping assistant was unable to deal with them and seemed very relieved at the sight of Selene.

Seeing the owner of the store come in, the reporters immediately surged and asked various questions.

Selene wasn’t fond of this type of attention or being famous. But, as an entrepreneur, she still saw the advantages that came with her clothes and brand being displayed on popular media.

Selene managed to send away the reporters. But, right before she had a chance to have a cup of water, someone again pushed the glass door open.

“Welcome to the store!” The assistant said warmly.

Selene turned around and saw Jennifer standing there with a smug look on her face.

“Do you think that Belinda wearing your clothes makes you the best designer in the world?”

Selene chuckled. “I said that I’m merely a craftswoman. Mrs. Carter wore my clothes, which will help me get more customers and sell more clothes, and that is enough. I’ve never said that I want to be a great designer.”

Jennifer took a few steps into the store and stopped in front of a set of mannequins dressed in some sample clothes. “These clothes look so bland. Belinda must be blind if she likes them.” She scorned.

“Well, I know that my clothes aren’t mainstream. I guess the people who like them just have the same taste in clothes as me.”

Jennifer took a few more steps and finally stopped in front of Selene. “So, what’s the relationship between you and Clint?”

“Relationship? Why not just ask Clint? I don’t think I owe you an explanation.” Selene said, then gave Jennifer a half-smile. “You two seem close, so surely he will tell you.” She mocked.

She did not know Clint Denovan very well, but Selene speculated that he was a man who did not like to talk about his private affairs with others.

It seemed that Selene had struck a sour note as Jennifer’s face turned pale right then. “Selene. I’ve looked down on you. I never expected you to be able to seduce Clint!”

“To tell you the truth, even if Clint is your Mr. Right, there is no need to vent your anger on me. We’ve divorced, and we have nothing to do with each other anymore. So, how about you try to get into a relationship with him instead of hating me?”

“I’m not here to hate on you. I know you’ve tricked Clint into marrying you, and he divorced you when he realized your true intentions. I just wanted to see you in the state you’re in, deserted and alone.” Jennifer snorted.

Selene did not intend to continue this petty fight with Jennifer. However, feeling cornered, she could not help but lash back. “Even if now I’m ‘alone,’ I did manage to sleep with Clint. What about you? You’ve been trying to get into his bed for many years, and it will take many more for you to achieve that.”

Jennifer’s face turned red with anger, and she swung her arm in an attempt to slap Selene in the face.

Selene had quick reflexes and raised her arm to block the slap before it could connect with her cheek. “Jennifer Keller,” She warned. “If you came here to pick a fight, you should’ve brought some help. Do that again, and you may find yourself with broken bones.”

“Selene Morris!” Jennifer spat. “I’ll give you hell.”

Selene spread her hands indifferently.

Jennifer rushed to the door angrily, but Selene suddenly called out to her. “Do you know why I married Clint Denovan?”