Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 538

Selena kept her cool.

"That's our matter, not yours," she said, dismissively. There was no reason to explain anything to him.

"How is it not my business?" Everett shot back, his tone icy. "If the kid stays with you, how can you be sure he won't be bullied by the Campbell family? Let's be real, even if you and Callum tie the knot, he's the eldest grandson. He can't just walk away from his kid." "And once you have a child together, will Callum still consider little Mateo his own? What's Mateo supposed to do then?"

His pointed questions weighed on Selena's heart, leaving her momentarily lost for words. But she quickly caught herself, realizing she was being led astray by this jerk. She took a deep breath and replied, "Dr. Campbell will always see Mateo as his own." If they eventually... become a family. Even three years ago, when she and Callum were just friends, he had showered Mateo with love. She trusted Dr. Campbell completely.

Everett just stared at her, a smirk playing on his lips, mocking her innocence. He wasn't a good guy, that was clear. But Callum wasn't perfect either. Despite being seen as a gentleman and saint, his words three years ago had pushed their conflict to the brink. Yet, she was the only one who still believed in his pure heart.

Their conversation ended in a stalemate. Everett stubbed out his cigarette, stood up, and brushed off his jacket casually. "The kid stays with me for now. You've had him for three years; you can spare me some time, considering he's my son too."

Selena was having none of it. Being apart for just a day and night had her on edge-she couldn't eat or sleep. How long was this supposed to go on? More importantly, Mateo cried every time he saw her, begging not to stay. She worried about how he was being treated. Was he being mistreated?

way," she replied firmly. "Mateo doesn't want to stay with you. He's used to being with me. If you want to see him, you can...

Everett had found them, she couldn't prevent him from seeing Mateo, but that was all she could

wasn't backing

with his hands

over her. He reverted

authority, "If you

with your son, move backe home. Otherwise, there's nothing to discuss. Don't forget, even if you start a lawsuit now, it'll take at least

was all about using

heartache of being apart from her

son.

wouldn't give her what she wanted

looking at her, and

stood there, frozen, her hands clenched so tightly that the veins on the back of her hands stood

upon seeing his dad, whom he considered the