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.

the whole scene unfold

felt like it was being stabbed repeatedly,

she had been too

guarding Selena sneered, "Ms. Selena, looks like today's your unlucky day. Don't blame me; I'm just doing my job. If you

a match,

door, closing it behind him

...

Yasmine in the car, Everett turned to Alex, instructing her to take a separate car and get

Mrs. Yasmine need to go to

offer any explanation. “Just do as

swallowed her questions. "Alright,

got into another car with

later, Everett reopened the back door, grabbed Yasmine's wrist,

caught completely off guard, tumbled to the ground,

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

her, "Yasmine, cut the act. No matter how much you try to look like Selena, even if you

thing about his beloved wife-her