The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley)

Paisley smiled, "Why should I tell you?"

"You..." Kayla toughed it out. "I want more of your paintings."

Paisley thought there was a common trait among all members of the Vanderbilt family. That was shameless. "I don't have it."

As if anticipating Paisley's response, Kayla quickly added, "Then how about you teach me how to paint?" Paisley scoffed, mocking, "Didn't you just tell me to stay away from your family?"

Kayla recalled her earlier harsh words to Paisley, her face flushing. "I..."

Kayla wanted to say more, but Paisley didn't give her the chance. She walked around Kayla and headed straight for her car, about to get in and leave.

Kayla panicked and shouted, "Paisy, wait a minute."

With one foot already in the car, Paisley paused, her expression instantly freezing. She straightened up and looked back at Kayla.

Paisley's gaze was cold and distant, her tone filled with warning. "Ms. Vanderbilt, watch your words. We're not that familiar."

Her eyes fell on Marissa, who stood behind Kayla, pale-faced. Paisley proudly lifted her chin in that direction. "You should be trying to please her."

Following Paisley's gaze, Kayla saw Marissa's ashen face. Her heart sank as she stammered, "Marissa..." By the time Kayla processed what was happening, Paisley had already gotten into her car and left, leaving only the fading taillights behind.

Behind Kayla, a faint sobbing sound emerged. Kayla froze, stiffly turning around to look apologetically at Marissa. "Marissa..."

Marissa lowered her eyes, her slender fingers gently wiping away her tears. "Kayla, do you want Ms. Sutton to remarry Dom?"

Kayla panicked. "I don't. I just...I lost my mind and instinctively..."

Marissa sniffed, her eyes red and looking innocent yet wronged. "I understand. After all, you've admired Nion for so long. Now that you know your idol is her, you naturally..."

As she spoke, Marissa lowered her head again. "It's just a pity that I have no talent for painting. I can only do my best to help you get what you want. If you want Ms. Sutton to remarry Dom, I can step aside... "You know, Ms. Sutton doesn't like me. Otherwise, she wouldn't have treated me that way four years ago..." Marissa's voice grew softer, her crying becoming more sorrowful.

Marissa's words reminded Kayla of how Paisley had nearly ruined Marissa's life four years ago. "Marissa, what are you talking about? Only you deserve to be Dom's wife. In my heart, no one can compare to you." Kayla grasped Marissa's hand, urgently declaring, "I really just got confused and acted too friendly with her. I'm sorry, Marissa. I made you sad. I'm sorry."noveldrama

"I'm fine..." Marissa forced a smile, her voice still gentle. "I know you didn't mean it. Let's go home." "Okay. Let's go home," Kayla replied with a smile.

Kayla and Marissa held hands like sisters as they got into the car, and Diana saw it.

"So Nion is Dominick's ex-wife," Diana murmured, her beautiful eyes glinting with mischief. She chuckled, "The Vanderbilts are really foolish. Ms. Sutton is such a good girl, and they don't cherish her, instead mistaking Marissa, the clown, for a pearl."

Diana pouted and continued, "If my son could marry an outstanding woman like Ms. Sutton, I would laugh in my dreams."

Evelyn, who was nearby, felt a little upset upon hearing Diana's words.