Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 552

Everett lounged lazily against the headboard, his dark eyes locked onto the worried woman on the screen, his words dripping with sarcasm.

"So, you can remarry, but I can't? Come on, Selena, you know the Bennett Corporation and the Bennett family can go without a lady of the house for a bit, but not forever."

Then, shifting gears, he added, "It's all set for three days from now. I've picked my new bride. If you're free, feel free to join my son's family introduction and my engagement party. I'll get the invite to you tomorrow." He sure knew how to hit where it hurt.

The light on Selena's face made her look even paler.

Everett watched her for a moment before gently nudging little Mateo's curious head back. "It's late, son. Say goodnight to your mom."

Before Mateo could even say a word, Everett ended the call abruptly.

Mateo clenched his tiny fists, seething, but deep down, he knew he was no match for this towering, commanding figure.

Thinking about it all just made him feel worse, tears threatening to spill.

Putting his phone away, Everett was about to head to bed when he saw his son's dejected look, stirring something paternal in him. "Wanna crash with me tonight?"

scooted away, turning his

got up and

closed gently

up, feeling even more

Emily's dad hugged her and lifted her high every day. Mateo envied that so

couldn't his dad be

wrapped in a loose bathrobe, paused as he noticed the small figure curled up on the big bed, cheek pressed against his pillow,

but smile a

just like his

closer, pulling the heavy quilt over his son, then stepped out onto

cigarette, taking

It wasn't

good, especially if he wanted to grow. strong in the turbulent Bennett family and eventually take the reins. Yet, he was proud of Mateo's resilience, tougher than most kids who'd be

boy's peaceful sleep before heading back inside once

Mateo's little legs

way onto Everett's