Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 598

Yasmine tried to prop herself up with a burst of excitement, but the movement tugged at her wound, making her already pale face go even whiter.

Everett walked in, his dark eyes giving her a quick once-over. Instead of helping, he nodded towards Alex.

Catching on, Alex stepped up and gently offered a hand. "Ms. Yasmine, you're really banged up. Moving around isn't the best idea-you'll only end up hurting yourself more. It's just not worth it." Yasmine's face stiffened. She couldn't ignore the sarcasm in Alex's tone, implying she was on her own.

But what did Alex know?

She was Everett's long-lost "moonlight," the one he'd been searching for. She mattered to him now.

Everett settled into the sofa, his long legs crossed gracefully, his white shirt crisp, and his features striking. Just sitting there, he was like a piece of art.

Yasmine was captivated, the pain from her wound fading into the background.

"You wanted to see me, and here I am. Go on," he said, his voice cool, cutting through her daydreams.

Yasmine gently bit her lower lip, searching for any sign of emotion on Everett's face, but found none. But then again, this was Everett.

You couldn't easily peek into his heart. He was always so reserved and mysterious.

she asked, her voice raspy from the

mention of his son seemed to soften Everett's icy

had shielded little Mateo

a small child could've been swallowed by the flames in an

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to thank me. Saving little-Mateo was something did willingly. He's your son, after all. I couldn't just stand by and watch him get hurt. I'd protect

spoke, she gazed at him with

But after coming so close to death,

so obvious, even Alex noticed and showed his disapproval, yet

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and some compensation. If there's a particular place you've got your eye on, just let Alex

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business-like speech, Everett stood and

chance to fully register