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

...

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, closing the door softly

Mateo peeked out from his mother's arms, his voice

Selena

of a father was foreign to him, but that didn't mean he'd

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

his head, silent

has a dad. I'm the only one who

know how to hide. emotions, his

sad

oss. "But

you. I don't want to like him."

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

Of course.

both parents by their side? Everyone else had that. Naturally,

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

his mom cry,

his voice trembling,

"My sweet boy."