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."

back then, or Haley didn't go through with the

...

Mateo, feeling her worries ease. The 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

Mateo peeked out from his mother's arms, his

Selena at a loss

Mateo was younger, the idea of a father was foreign to him, but that didn't mean

had planned to wait until he was older, more mature, to slowly tell him everything.

lowered his head, silent for

else has a dad. I'm the

didn't know how to hide. emotions, his

sad

oss. "But he's

nice to you. I don't want to

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

Of course.

by their side? Everyone else

him of the fatherly love he deserved from the moment he was born. Holding her child, tears began to

his mom cry, little

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

"My sweet boy."