The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley)

Meanwhile, Maria and Serena were ecstatic in the other presidential suite. They ran all over the room, exploring every corner with excitement. Serena, in particular, was overjoyed.

The room had a specially prepared play area for Serena, filled with toys and even a mini castle she could freely crawl in and out of.

Wendy, the manager responsible for receiving Paisley, smiled and said, "These were all prepared under Mr. Beaumont's instructions for you and your daughter."

Paisley replied politely, "Thank you for the trouble."noveldrama

"It's no trouble at all. You're an honored guest of Mr. Beaumont, so this is the least we could do," Wendy reassured her.

Wendy had missed Paisley's arrival due to an unexpected incident and had been worried that Paisley might complain to Nathaniel about it. But seeing how easygoing Paisley seemed, Wendy finally felt relieved.

Serena darted out of the pink mini castle and ran straight toward the balcony and the floor-to-ceiling windows. Maria chased after her, clutching her nervously. "Goodness, my little troublemaker. Don't go falling on me."

Serena laughed gleefully and pressed her face against the window, pointing downward. "Look, Mommy, a big horse. I want to ride the big horse."

Wendy noticed and turned to Paisley to say, "The stables are not far from here. Mr. Beaumont said you're welcome to ride any of the horses, including his own, Nyx." Actually, Paisley already owned horses, though they were all kept at the stables over at Brightmoor, not here.

"Alright," Paisley replied calmly. At the moment, she didn't feel a strong urge to ride. Still, since Serena was so eager, she figured she'd take her daughter for a little fun later.

Wendy handed Paisley the room key card and said, "Ms. Sutton, Mr. Beaumont has instructed us that during your stay at the club, you and your family or friends are free to enjoy all the facilities and services." Paisley accepted the card, and Wendy continued, "Also, there's the opening cocktail party tonight. Do you already have a gown prepared, or would you like us to assist? We have a professional team available." "Thank you, but I'm all set," Paisley said. She had brought the gown Emery had custom-made for her. According to Emery, as her best friend, attending a major event without wearing her designs would be a betrayal of their friendship.

"Understood." Wendy nodded. "If you need anything else, don't hesitate to contact me. Otherwise, I'll take my leave now."

"Thank you." Paisley gave Wendy a thoughtful look and then pulled a small bottle out of her bag. "You seem to have some stomach issues, don't you?"

Wendy froze, clearly startled that Paisley had guessed her condition so accurately. "Yes, Ms. Sutton. How did you know?" In fact, the reason Wendy had been late was due to a sudden bout of stomach pain that only subsided after taking some medication.

Paisley handed the bottle to Wendy and instructed, "Here, take one of these the next time you feel unwell." Without overthinking it, Wendy assumed the bottle contained regular stomach pills. She thanked Paisley sincerely, tucked it away, and then left.

Maria carried Serena over and said, "This place is huge and so luxurious, Paisy. Why don't we just have Lucy stay with us?"

Paisley was unpacking, pulling out her riding gear for later. "It's fine. Let her stay on her own," she replied. She pondered, 'No matter how big or luxurious, it's still under the same roof as her boss. Finally getting a chance to relax, and in a high-end club like this, who'd want to stay with their boss and end up talking

about work?'