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

...

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 to interrupt the moment,

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

straightforward question left Selena at

but that didn't mean he'd never understand. Especially since he was

was older, more mature, to slowly tell him everything. Now, that plan was out the window. Selena paused for a long moment before asking, "Mateo,

his head, silent for a long

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

child didn't know how to

sad

"But

you. I don't want

Selena understood

Of course.

both parents by their side? Everyone else had that.

the fatherly love he deserved

mom cry,

her tears with his tiny hands, his voice trembling, "Mom, don't cry. I

"My sweet boy."