Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 525

"Everett, don't be like that..." His voice was almost breaking.

Everett had long figured out what kind of person he was dealing with, yet here he was, still playing the part. He took another drag from his cigarette, the smoke blurring his handsome features, making his expression unreadable. After a while, his husky voice finally broke

the silence. "Do me a favor."

Jaime, treading carefully, asked, "You're not seriously asking me to break Callum's arm, are you?"

He felt stuck between a rock and a hard place, torn by the dilemma.

"Relax, it's simple."

Everett stood up, facing the sea. The wind tousled his hair, making his eyes even more intense and captivating. "Bring me a strand of Callum's hair."

Jaime was taken aback, "What, are you planning to use it for some voodoo doll under the bridge?"

Everett shot him a look that screamed 'are you serious?'

Then, with a voice deep and mysterious, he said, "I suspect Gift is my son."

or Haley didn't go through

...

child clung to his mother, as if terrified of losing her again, his little arms wrapped tightly around her, soothed by her familiar scent. Ricky stood by quietly, his eyes a bit misty. Not wanting to interrupt the moment, he slipped out of the room,

mother's arms, his voice soft and innocent, "Mom, is

Selena at a loss for

but that didn't mean he'd never understand.

until he was older, more mature, to slowly tell him everything. Now, that

lowered his head, silent for

has a dad. I'm the only

didn't know how

sad

"But he's

I don't want to like him."

his words were a bit contradictory, Selena understood her son's true feelings. He still yearned

Of course.

want both parents by their side?

the fatherly love

mom cry,

tears with his tiny hands, his voice trembling, "Mom, don't cry. I don't need a dad, having

"My sweet boy."