Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 567

In the room, everyone was a master at putting on a face, quickly plastering on smiles and showering them with congratulations, proclaiming their deep love and perfect match, destined to stand by each other for a lifetime...

Everett used to roll his eyes at such clichéd blessings, but now, they sounded surprisingly sweet to his ears. He couldn't help but glance again at Selena's gentle face. He thought, this time, he wouldn't let her down. They would begin their new life, just as those well- wishers had hoped.

Late at night, the black Rolls-Royce Cullinan rolled back into Moon Bay. Little Mateo had already dozed off in his mother's arms. Just as she was getting ready to carry him out of the car, Everett gently took him from her and stepped out, heading towards the house. Little Mateo stirred, opened his eyes for a moment, saw it was Everett, and settled right back, naturally snuggling into his shoulder. Selena watched this scene unfold, feeling a slight tremor in her heart.

In just a month, Little Mateo and Everett had grown close. Mateo wasn't one to easily trust and rely on others, yet here he was, so comfortable and at ease with Everett. Was it the bond of blood?

whispered in her ear, "Ma'am, after all the twists and turns, who would've thought we'd end

silent,

return, everything felt out of control. The

like an invisible net was tightening around her. Suddenly, she felt lost. Were she and Everett going to make the

bedroom and went to her son's room. The former guest room had been transformed into a child's paradise, decked out in Mate's favorite style, with superhero pictures covering the walls. There was a wall full of action figures

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admit that compared to Everett's wealth, she was just a drop in the ocean. Setting aside her issues with Everett, she couldn't deny that it might not be all bad

removed her

took a quick shower, and slipped into a nightgown. As she stepped out, Everett walked in, clearly fresh from his own shower His hair was still damp, droplets clinging to the ends, and he was wrapped in a loose bathrobe, the belt casually tied, giving