Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 962

Several hefty guys, seeing Everett charging in with his squad of bodyguards and cops practically surrounding them, wisely decided not to put up a fight and were quickly taken down.

Everett dashed over to Yasmine and Mateo, swiftly untying their ropes. He looked Yasmine over, his voice rough with concern, "Are you okay? What were you thinking coming here alone? You realize how dangerous that was, right?"

Tears welled up in Yasmine's eyes. "I was just worried about the kid..."

Everett scooped up Mateo, checking him over. The little guy looked a bit pale, but his breathing was calm, probably just fainted from fear.

He planted a gentle kiss on his son's cheek before handing him to Alex, who held Mateo securely.

"He's alright, but we should still get him to the hospital for a check-up. Let's move," Everett said, reaching out to help Yasmine to her feet.

"Thank goodness," Yasmine said with a relieved smile, but then everything went dark, and she fainted.

Everett caught her just in time. "Selena?" he murmured softly.

He looked down at her, something unreadable flickering in his eyes, his brow creasing. But without missing a beat, he scooped her up and carried her out.

Selena watched the whole scene

was being stabbed

had been too sure

blame me; I'm just

that, he poured gasoline on the floor, lit a match, and tossed it

door, closing it behind him

...

her to take a separate car and get Mateo to

to go to the hospital too? She

didn't offer any explanation. “Just do

questions. "Alright, got

into another car with Mateo, and it sped

grabbed Yasmine's wrist, and with a firm yank, pulled her

guard, tumbled to the ground, the pain snapping

up at Everett with wide, innocent eyes. "Everett,

looked down at her, towering over her, "Yasmine, cut the act. No matter how much you try to look like Selena, even if you can fool everyone else, the second you're near me, I know you're not

thing about his beloved wife-her every gesture, her