Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 528

The child's hair...

Yasmine couldn't help but glance down at the small pouch in her hands. So, this was the hair of the child Mr. Everett's ex-wife had brought back. Was he suspecting the child might be his?

If... if the child really was his, what would he do? Would he try to patch things up with his ex-wife?

Yasmine recalled the day Mr. Everett had rushed her to the hospital and then hurried off, with Alex saying he went after his wife. It was the first time she'd seen him in such a hurry; usually, he was the picture of calm and collected, always unflappable. Nothing seemed to ever ruffle him.

But now, she found herself intensely curious about his ex-wife. Lying in her hospital bed, despite feeling unwell, she took out her phone and searched for her.

Turns out her name was Selena, a stunning and renowned journalist known for her impactful news stories. Truly impressive. The kind of impressive that can make you feel a bit small and envious.

After Joy had finished explaining things, she left, leaving Yasmine alone, gripping the small pouch tighter and tighter.

When the meeting wrapped up, and the office door swung open, a procession of executives filed out. Yasmine had carefully prepared a cup of coffee just the way Mr. Everett liked it, and she brought it in, placing it gently by his side, inviting him to try it. Mr. Everett was still buried in his paperwork, not even glancing up.

After a long pause, noticing she hadn't left, he finally looked up, "Something else?"

Yasmine nodded slightly and slowly slid the small pouch across the desk toward him. Her voice was a bit rough, "Manager Jiang dropped by earlier and asked me to give this to you."

then picked up the small pouch with a serious demeanor. He examined

watched quietly from the side, feeling a strange

now, and call Alex in," Mr.

sides, wrinkling her dress as she

floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the

as the call connected, he got

lovely lady, instead dragging Callum out for drinks under the guise of a welcome-back party. Only after getting him plastered did he

never felt so sneaky

owe me for this one. Count me in on

replied, "I'll have Alex get in touch about

Jaime was satisfied.

walked in, "Mr. Everett, you wanted to see

Mr. Everett nodded, gesturing

small pouch on the desk. He instructed her

lov

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she left, he added, "Make

"What if... what if the kid turns

Mrs. Everett and