Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 681

A sleek black Bentley rolled up right in front of them, its presence undeniable. The driver's side window slid down smoothly, revealing Everett's striking profile.

Mateo almost blurted out "Dad," but stopped himself just in time, clamping his mouth shut without a peep.

Everett turned his gaze toward Selena, his voice gentle as he said, "Hop in, I'll drive you all home."

Ava was taken aback by his gall. If she hadn’t been holding Haley, she might’ve stormed over and given him a piece of her mind.

With a sharp edge, she retorted, "No thanks, we've got our own ride!"

"Why don't you give a lift to your new squeeze? Who knows what kind of bad vibes are lingering in that car after those women have been in it!"

Everett stayed calm, his eyes fixed on Selena. "The road's a mess, your driver could be ages. It's gonna get windy, and the little ones shouldn't be out in that."

He paused, then added softly, "Neither should you."

Even though she'd passed the postpartum phase, Selena's health was still fragile and needed care.

Selena shot him a frosty look with her dark eyes, a hint of mockery in her gaze. But in the end, she didn't say no.

With a reluctant sigh, Ava got into the backseat with the kids, while Selena slid into the passenger seat.

Everett gave her a sidelong glance, instinctively leaning over to buckle her seatbelt, but hesitated and stopped.

He gave the steering wheel a light tap and reminded her, "Seatbelt."

Without a word, Selena buckled up.

As they drove off, silence wrapped around them like a thick blanket.

Traffic was a nightmare, stretching what was normally just over an hour into a nearly three-hour odyssey.