The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley)

Out of the corner of her eye, Paisley noticed the group entering the field but paid them no mind. She continued riding the horse leisurely with Serena.

Paisley figured the area was big enough for everyone-they could do their thing, and she and Serena could enjoy their own time without getting in each other's way.

However, Paisley's hope for mutual noninterference didn't last long. Someone seemed determined to disrupt her peace.

As she circled back to her starting point, Marissa approached her with a smile. "Could I trouble you to leave for now? There are a lot of us, and we need this area for our activities.

Seated on the horse, Paisley let the small brown horse's hooves thud against the ground rhythmically. "No." Her answer was blunt and to the point.

Marissa's expression darkened, and her tone carried a faint threat as she said, "You'd better leave now, or it'll get embarrassing for you later."

"Oh? Is that so?" Paisley replied casually.

She thought, 'I'm actually curious. How exactly does Marissa plan to embarrass me? Surely, she wouldn't announce in public that I'm Dominick's mysterious ex-wife.

'No, she'd want to keep my existence as hidden as possible. But besides that, there's nothing connecting us. So, what else could she do to humiliate me?'

Marissa hadn't expected Paisley to remain so confident and fearless. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that Paisley was relying on her connection to Dominick to be here.

Marissa hesitated, thinking, 'If I keep pushing, Paisley might reveal she's Dominick's ex-wife. If that happens, what will everyone think of me? And what will they think of her?'

Taking a deep breath, she adjusted her tone and continued, "Look, it's just that there are so many of us, and we're all going to be riding.

"Once the horses start running, there's a chance you could get hurt. Especially since you have a child with you-it wouldn't be good if anything happened."

Paisley understood that horseback riding was a favored pastime for the wealthy, a skill many families from the upper class asked their children to learn. Although Marissa had tempered her tone, the underlying sense of superiority was impossible to hide.

Alexis, standing nearby, couldn't hold back any longer. She walked over and chimed in, "Why are you wasting your breath, Marissa? Just get someone to kick her out already."

Alexis tilted her head back, scrutinizing Paisley with disdain. Paisley's plain T-shirt and jeans, paired with worn-looking riding boots of an unknown brand, didn't sit well with her.

'So tacky,' Alexis huffed inwardly. 'She's obviously one of those low-class wannabe influencers. Even though the little kid with her is decently dressed, complete with protective gear, what does it matter? With a mother like that, it's still laughable.'

The others who had come with Marissa were also starting to show their impatience. Though no one said anything outright, their expressions made their feelings clear-disdain and irritation were written all over their faces.

Paisley looked over and happened to see the little guy on the side, Grayson. Unsurprisingly, she saw the same disdain mirrored in his eyes. She chuckled softly, thinking to herself that Grayson truly was Marissa's perfect little son.noveldrama

Paisley glanced over at Dominick, who was standing nearby, watching her with a composed, almost leisurely demeanor. His expression seemed to say he was waiting for her to ask him for help.

The look in Dominick's eyes was practically taunting her, "Just beg me, Paisley. If you beg, I'll let you stay." His tall frame and arms crossed over his chest made him look imposing. It was an undeniably handsome face, yet at this moment, his smug expression was infuriating.

It didn't take long for Serena to feel the hostility from everyone around her. Feeling uneasy, she leaned into Paisley's embrace and murmured, "Mom..."

Paisley gently stroked Serena's forehead and said, "It's okay. If you want to stay and play, we'll stay. No one can make us leave."