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

...

Selena cradled little 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 to interrupt the moment, he slipped out of the room, closing

out from his mother's arms, his voice soft and

straightforward question left Selena at a loss for

Mateo was younger, the idea of a father was foreign to him, but that

and Everett to a three-year-old? She had planned to wait until he was older, more mature, to slowly tell him everything. Now, that plan was out the window. Selena paused for a long moment

head, silent for

I'm the only one who

young child didn't know how to hide. emotions, his

sad

"But he's so

I don't want to like him."

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

Of course.

parents by their side? Everyone else had

wonder if she had been too selfish, robbing him of the fatherly love he deserved from the moment he was born. Holding

mom cry, little

voice trembling, "Mom, don't cry. I

"My sweet boy."