Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 854

Flynn chuckled softly, "Of course there is. If there's a grudge, settle it. If

something's weighing on your heart, sort it out. What Ms. Selena needs now is to pull herself together. No one else can do it for her."

"Only by personally dealing with the feud between her and Joy can she really break free from this long-planned betrayal. Otherwise, she'll never find peace." Everett shut his eyes tightly, his voice rough and gravelly, "I get it."

...

That night, Everett barely caught a wink of sleep. The following morning, he had Ava pack the kids' bags. With Mateo in one hand and Haley, still asleep, cradled in the other, he left Moon Bay.

Mateo was dragging his feet, not wanting to leave his mom, glancing back every few steps, hoping for one last look.

Everett gripped Mateo's hand a little tighter. Watching his son's tears fall like tiny beads, he resisted the urge to comfort him. Instead, he said firmly, "Mateo, listen up. You're over five now. When I was your age, I was already in the thick of training to become the Bennett Corporation's heir, going through challenges way tougher than yours. I never cried."

"You're the eldest son of Selena and me, the future head of the Bennett family. You've had a lot of joy with your mom, but now, it's time to grow up."

"Dry those tears, be a little gentleman, and don't make your mom worry."

Mateo stood there, his little face all scrunched up, tears streaming down.

Ava, feeling for him, went over to hug him and chided Everett, "Sir, Mateo's still just a kid. Don't be so hard on him..."

glance, "Too much kindness from a mother

Selena's gentle parenting style. It might work for

else could he shoulder the

business world, even the hungry relatives within the

his tears with his little hands, sniffed,

man now. I won't cry. I need

in her eyes as she praised him, "Mateo, you're such

birth, this child had faced many trials, but maybe it was true that those destined for greatness must first endure

kid was

standing by the car, watched with

the little miss took after Mr. Everett more Alex believed that Mateo inherited a lot of Mr. Everett's temperament too. His natural resilience

yet already taking on

worries for the

climb inside, then Everett, holding his daughter,

to slowly roll

kept his eyes on the window, looking back

Mansion, Everett and Alex

lit a

against