Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 667

She wanted to cry, plead her case, shout her injustice to the world, but there he was, sitting with an expressionless face, his handsome features as unreadable as a stone, his gaze as cold as ice.

In the presence of his intimidating aura, she found herself speechless, too scared

to say a word. The evidence was stacked against her, undeniable and

overwhelming.

All she could do now was beg for mercy. Joy had once told her, never underestimate a man's guilt and pity; they could be your best defense if you played it right.

With this in mind, Yasmine swallowed her pride and bitterness, and with a heavy heart, she kneeled before Everett. "Mr. Everett, it was my fault..."

...

a kid, was easily convinced by Selena's excuse that his dad was busy,

wanting to burden Ava, tried to brush it off, but Ava cut in, "I'm not a

tell me. I'm worried about you keeping it all bottled up, especially with the baby on the way. You've

concern slowly warmed Selena's cold hands and feet. She pulled Ava to the sofa, leaning into her

to be vulnerable. "Ava, you're so good to me,

youth, she had endured so

so vulnerable, and it made her heart skip

else. All she could do was hold her and offer reassurance, "Ma'am, you're too kind,

you've got me, the

your brother. We're all here for

welled up, and she let herself

just like this. Her mother wouldn't let anyone hurt her child, and she