Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 686

Everett's hand suddenly clenched, the veins on the back of it standing out sharply.

In the conference room, tension hung thick in the air like an approaching storm. Every subordinate kept their heads down, barely daring to breathe, worried they might get caught up in the brewing chaos. They had learned from past experiences that whenever Mr. Everett's marriage hit a rough patch, their own lives tended to get equally stormy...

In the next instant, Everett stood up and stormed out.

Alex was momentarily stunned, frozen in place. It took her a moment to snap back to reality before she hurriedly raced after him.

The black Mercedes Maybach roared out of the underground garage, weaving through traffic at lightning speed.

By the time Alex made it outside, the car was already disappearing from sight. Fear gripped her she remembered too well how, three years ago, he had driven recklessly and gotten into an accident. His health couldn't handle that kind of stress now...

She quickly flagged down a taxi and set off in pursuit.

Her heart was in her throat as she watched the car dart recklessly through traffic, feeling like it might leap out of her chest at any moment.

An hour later, the car pulled up at the airport.

But even after parking by the curb, Everett didn't get out.

Confused, Alex paid the cab fare, got out, and approached the driver's side window, gently tapping on it.

The window rolled down slowly, revealing a handsome face tinged with paleness.

She couldn't help but worry. "Mr. Everett, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

gaze drifted past her,

to let go. Otherwise, he wouldn't have raced here so desperately. She glanced at her phone and then encouraged him, "Mr. Everett,

shook his head

didn't come

wanted to see

was the last time

to know she always gave her all to avoid regrets. Once she made a decision, she wouldn't look back. That night when she asked him if he had

why put yourself through

...

the airport, Selena was saying her goodbyes

her, not wanting to let

reassured him, "Uncle,

I'm going abroad.

flight away. If

I can always

seemed to comfort

Brook

his tears

dear

sure

g s

and replied sweetly, "I'll miss