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..."

...

the entire night. Mateo, being just a kid, was easily

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

please tell me. I'm worried about you keeping it all bottled up, especially with

cold hands and feet. She pulled Ava to the sofa, leaning

you're so good to me, just like a

always been so strong. Despite her youth, she had endured so much, silently

the first time Ava had seen her so vulnerable, and it made

she could do was hold her and offer reassurance, "Ma'am, you're too kind, but at your age, you're just like my daughter. Let me

got Mateo, you've got me, the little

and your brother. We're all here for

welled up, and she let

if her mother were here, she'd hold her just like this. Her mother wouldn't let anyone hurt her child, and she wouldn't let anyone harm Mateo, even if Everett wanted to