Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 508

Selena could barely keep a grip on her phone, her lips quivering ever so slightly. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "What do you mean he's disappeared? Could he have just gotten upset and hidden somewhere? Have you really looked everywhere?" On the other end, Ava sounded like she was on the brink of tears. "He's been so down lately, so I thought taking him to the park with some kids might cheer him up. They decided to play hide and seek, and for once, little Mateo was excited to join in. But then, all of a

sudden, while the other kids were still around, he just vanished."

"I asked all the kids, and they said they hadn't seen him. We combed through the entire park, but there's no sign of him. Ma'am, do you think someone might have taken him? What are we going to do..."

If Mateo really was lost, she'd never forgive herself!

Upon hearing this, Selena's face was still pale, but her mind was already racing with questions. Mateo probably inherited the Bennett family's exceptional smarts; he'd always been sharper than other kids his age, mature and sensible. While other kids liked playing with him, he often seemed uninterested, especially in games like hide and seek.

Something doesn't add up.

not panic yet. Our neighborhood is known for being safe, and the chance of someone snatching a child in broad daylight is slim. Pass

tense moment, especially since she'd already asked the kids, and they knew nothing. But over the years, she had come to realize

neighbor's daughter, and she had a big crush on Mateo, following him around

know something. Kids are kids, after all, and all Selena had to do was promise that if Emily told her where Mateo had gone, she'd let Mateo come over and play house with her, acting as her little husband. Emily quickly caved and told everything. In her sweet, childish voice, she said, "Brother Mateo was sad; he said he wanted

and I broke my bunny bank. He said

was speechless. Was this kid planning

matter how clever he was, he was still just

sweat. After hanging up, she urgently contacted Callum,

the sun dipped

swung open. A tall, handsome man walked in with long strides. Everett had sat through meetings all day and hadn't rested well the night before, fatigue etched on his face. Seeing Yasmine rise to greet him, he hesitated for

his desk. Sitting down, he rubbed his temples with his long fingers, his voice sounding tired

with concern. She opened her mouth to speak, but before