Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 681

A sleek black Bentley rolled up right in front of them, its presence undeniable. The driver's side window slid down smoothly, revealing Everett's striking profile.

Mateo almost blurted out "Dad," but stopped himself just in time, clamping his mouth shut without a peep.

Everett turned his gaze toward Selena, his voice gentle as he said, "Hop in, I'll drive you all home."

Ava was taken aback by his gall. If she hadn't been holding Haley, she might've stormed over and given him a piece of her mind.

With a sharp edge, she retorted, "No thanks, we've got our own ride!"

"Why don't you give a lift to your new squeeze? Who knows what kind of bad vibes are lingering in that car after those women have been in it!"

Everett stayed calm, his eyes fixed on Selena. "The road's a mess, your driver could be ages. It's gonna get windy, and the little ones shouldn't be out in that."

He paused, then added softly, "Neither should you."

Even though she'd passed the postpartum phase, Selena's health was still fragile and needed care.

Selena shot him a frosty look with her dark eyes, a hint of mockery in her gaze. But in the end, she didn't say no.

backseat with the kids, while Selena

her a sidelong glance, instinctively leaning over to buckle her seatbelt,

steering wheel a light tap

word, Selena

drove off, silence wrapped around them like a

nightmare, stretching what was normally just

villa, it was late, and both Mateo and Haley were sound asleep, nestled on either

scene in the rearview mirror,

opened the rear door

gently, "Let me handle

shrugged him off with a sudden, forceful motion that even made Everett

to steady herself,

Haley inside, not looking back once. The winter

car door but didn't leave. Leaning against the car, he fished out a pack of cigarettes

one, smoking like it was the only thing keeping his turmoil

long time, letting the cold

door swung