Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 578

Everett's dark eyes skimmed coolly over her tear-streaked face, a flicker of irritation barely visible in their depths. Still, he let her into his office.

Seated on the sofa, his expression was unreadable, yet he seemed to loom over Yasmine, even as she stood before him. His charisma was undeniable-a magnetism that could easily captivate any woman. She was utterly smitten.

Sensing her unguarded stare, he lifted his eyelids, his gaze icy and faintly mocking. Yasmine's heart skipped a beat, snapping her back to reality. She wiped away her tears, pulled a house key from her purse, and stepped forward to place it on the coffee table. "Mr. Everett, I was out of line with the whole engagement party idea. You've been so good to me, pulling me out of my troubles and always looking out for me, but I let my feelings get the best of me."

"I spent last night tossing and turning, realizing that unrequited love is just a burden. I can't lean on your kindness anymore. You don't owe me anything."

"I'll move out of the villa and stay out of your way. And... I know you waited three years for Mrs. Bennett, and now that you can finally be together, I'm genuinely happy for you. I wish you both all the happiness."

She forced a smile, bowed slightly to Everett, then picked up her cardboard box and turned to leave. As she did, something slipped from her bag, unnoticed, landing softly on the carpet.

Yasmine's newfound awareness saved him the hassle of addressing the situation. He glanced at the key on the table, picked it up casually, and as he moved to his desk, he stepped

to retrieve it, examining it with growing recognition. This pendant felt so familiar, like an extension of

was indeed the

to help with his weak heart, Joshua had it specially made, and it had always hung

transplant, his memory was hazy, and he couldn't recall

How did Yasmine come to have it? She always

be linked to the girl who saved him? Everett's dark eyes deepened as he clenched the pendant

approached the sports car parked at the curb, opened the door, and slid into the passenger seat. Turning to the woman behind the wheel, she said, "I did everything you

gas pedal, sending the car speeding away. An hour later, they pulled up to a rundown old

now had no

her former home.

surroundings, the sketchy characters,