Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 697

He must've sprinted all the way here, his breath slightly ragged, dark eyes locked onto Selena with an intensity that made her heart skip. His lips parted as he slowly and deliberately spoke, "Selena, they've found Everett!"

Selena's voice faltered, coming to a sudden stop. Alex was equally taken aback, his eyes wide in disbelief. She had almost given up hope...

Selena's heart raced, yet Blaine's expression didn't offer much comfort. She swallowed hard, unable to bring herself to ask the burning question: Was Everett found alive, or was it... his body?

It took her a moment to find her voice again, and she asked, with a tremor, "How... how is he?"

Alex held his breath too.

Blaine moved to her side, his large hand resting gently on Selena's shoulder, as if to lend her strength. Then, he spoke slowly, "Selena, it's good news. Everett's alive. He got lucky; a fishing boat picked him up and rushed him to the hospital. They couldn't figure out who he was right away, which is why the family wasn't notified immediately."

Selena's clenched fist relaxed a bit.

But she didn't fully let go of her tension. She looked Blaine in the eye, "Is there still bad news?"

Sometimes, Blaine wished Selena were a little less sharp. A touch of naivete can be a blessing.

heart was already weak. With proper care, he could've managed, but now

lashes

hearing it still felt like a

"Where is he now?"

to a private hospital under Northtown

nodded softly, getting out of bed as she said,

face was pale, her steps

any moment. Alex, worried, quickly advised, "Ma'am,

her. She won't rest until she sees him. Help her get dressed; I'll wait downstairs to

he turned and left, closing the

to the closet, picking out a thick sweater

after Mrs. Everett, ensuring that even if something happened

there'd be some

ICU, Everett

bed, quietly

ignored the tubes, he

he was just napping.