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."

then, or Haley

...

soothed by her familiar scent. Ricky stood by quietly, his eyes a bit misty. Not wanting to interrupt the moment,

a while, little Mateo peeked out from his mother's arms, his voice soft and innocent, "Mom, is that

Selena at a loss

was younger, the idea of a father was foreign to him, but that didn't mean he'd never understand. Especially since he was

mature, to slowly tell him everything. Now, that plan was out the

silent for a

else has a dad. I'm the only one who

know how

sad

"But

to you. I don't

Selena understood her son's true feelings. He still yearned for a

Of course.

child wouldn't want both parents by their side? Everyone else had that.

robbing him of the fatherly love he deserved from the

his mom

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

"My sweet boy."