The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley)

'How have you spent these past four years? After leaving me, it seems your life has been extraordinary. But all of it has nothing to do with me...'

Nathaniel then shot David a cold, sharp look. "Didn't I tell you to take good care of my guest? Care to explain why she's angry now?"

David wiped the sweat from his forehead nervously. Today, there were two important guests. Dominick had to be prioritized, so David attended to him personally. Moreover, Wendy had been the one communicating with the champion's assistant, so David naturally delegated the matter to her.

David pondered, 'I assumed Mr. Beaumont would be furious because Ms. Prescott got hurt. But he doesn't even seem to care about her. That makes sense, though... Because if he did, why would he arrange for her and Mr. Vanderbilt to stay in separate rooms?

'I should've realized Mr. Beaumont's priorities and done my homework on this champion lady beforehand. What a blunder...'

David then said, "Yes, Mr. Beaumont. It's entirely my fault for letting..." As he spoke, he glanced uneasily at Paisley.

Paisley gave a slight nod and introduced herself. "Paisley Sutton."

David continued, "It's entirely my fault for letting for letting Ms. Sutton and her family get frightened." Paisley smiled lightly, "Frightened? Not at all. It's just a little misunderstanding with Mr. Vanderbilt and his friends. Nothing serious." She thought that this minor incident didn't even qualify as frightening-it was just her humoring Marissa for a bit.noveldrama

Marissa, who had been basking in the limelight moments ago, never expected to be humiliated here. Back in school, Nathaniel had always been indifferent to her, and now, nothing had changed. Yet, he was acting overly courteous and attentive toward Paisley.

The moment Serena saw Nathaniel, she stopped crying altogether. Her love-for-handsome-men instinct kicked into overdrive, and she reached out with her tiny arms, asking sweetly, "Hey, handsome. Cuddles, please."

Nathaniel, completely charmed by her adorable behavior, felt his heart melting. Without hesitation, he leaned down and scooped her into his arms, completely at ease. "What's your name?" he asked. Serena replied with a cheeky smile, "I'm Serena Sutton. You can call me Rena."

"Rena, huh?" Nathaniel grinned. "Can you do me a favor? Ask your mom to accept me as her apprentice." Serena wrapped her little arms around his neck and declared confidently, "Okay. I like you, so leave it all to me.'

Hearing that, Paisley rolled her eyes in exasperation, thinking, 'This kid really does forget her mom when she sees a good-looking face.' She felt utterly embarrassed and quickly tried to distract her daughter, asking, "Do you want to keep riding the horse, Rena?"

But Serena shook her head decisively. "Nope. I want to play prince and princess with him." "Alright, I will," Nathaniel chuckled, carrying Serena as he walked off the riding field.

Paisley had no choice but to follow after them. "Serena, you better stop this nonsense right now."

"What's the big deal, Ms. Sutton? Rena is practically my little junior now," Nathaniel said cheekily. Holding Serena in his arms, he suddenly remembered something, turned back, and called to Dominick with a casual wave, "Wait for me. We'll talk tonight."

Nathaniel figured they were just classmates-there was no need to be overly polite. What mattered more was showing respect to the mentor. He completely failed to notice Dominick's face, which had turned stone-cold.

Dominick huffed inwardly, 'Paisley just lets another man walk off with her daughter like that? And she's following along? Handsome? Hah.' Thinking back to the child crying and calling him "the scary guy", he let

out a sneer.

Meanwhile, Grayson stood frozen in place. Marissa had called out to him several times, but he didn't respond. A complicated mix of emotions churned in his heart.

He reflected, 'So Paisley wasn't lying. Everything she said today was true. She knows how to ride horses. She's a champion. Mr. Larsen really did lose to her...'

Grayson closed his eyes and thought, 'But before, I thought she was so embarrassing... I even thought she was the one who caused Marissa to fall and pushed her...' His small fists clenched tightly, a strong sense of remorse rising in his chest for the first time.