Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 347

"Do you really have no clue why your baby didn't survive?" Everett's words sliced through the silence, sharp and unyielding.

Margot froze, disbelief etched on her face. "What are you saying? My baby came early because Selena pushed me... It's her fault my baby didn't make it! Are you seriously trying to defend her?" Her voice shook with anger as she laid blame on Selena, her frustration palpable.

Everett, seemingly uninterested in prolonging the argument, gestured towards the door. A doctor who had been waiting outside stepped in, handed Everett a document respectfully, and then exited quietly.

Holding the paper, Everett's voice was steady and clear. "This report details every prenatal check-up you've had. Your pregnancy was always precarious, yet you ignored medical advice. There were numerous warnings about potential miscarriage, which you chose to hide with your doctor's help. Did you really think you could keep the truth buried forever?"

The document landed on the bed with a thud, right at Margot's feet.

"Sure, that push might've been a factor, but as the mother, you're at least eighty percent responsible for this tragedy!"

Margot's face turned ashen.

The loss of her child was a chapter she thought was closed. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine Everett had gone behind her back to investigate. Was he really siding with Selena all along, even while staying by her side?

that heartbroken over it!" Everett's accusation cut through the air

"How can you say that? I've been in the depths of depression-doesn't that

chuckled, a humorless sound.

no

She had seemed genuinely distraught, drowning in sorrow. But seeing Selena's

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as if the sky had fallen, made him question everything. That was real

doctors to take another look at Margot's medical history from the past few months, to see if

The findings were shocking.

She'd hold the pills in her mouth, only to

other words, her so-called depression might've been nothing

"falling ill" whenever Everett

Margot's deceit, "What excuse do you have now? Or have you really lost it, needing

proof, Margot couldn't deny the

sent