The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

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Chapter 132

Paisley didn't expect that even four years had passed, Marissa would still play dirty tricks on her. If this had

happened four years ago, Paisley would have been afraid that Dominick and Grayson would misunderstand her

and would have helped Marissa up.

But now, Paisley felt no love for Dominick, so she had nothing to fear. She wanted to see if Marissa would really

just lie down on the ground if she didn't stop Marissa. After all, Marissa indeed owed her an apology. Marissa

thought that by displaying her weakness in public, Paisley would kindly help her up. She had only intended to put

on a show. There was no way she would actually sit on the ground.

To Marissa's surprise, Paisley showed no intention of stopping her. Paisley remained seated, her expression

completely unfazed. Upon closer inspection, Marissa noticed a hint of mockery in Paisley's eyes.

Marissa gritted her teeth, contemplating what to do. But she was already squatting down, holding onto the table.

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If she got up now, it would prove that she was pretending to be weak and that she didn't genuinely want to

apologize.

So, Marissa forced herself and truly sat on the ground.

The surrounding customers gasped in surprise, "What is she doing? Why did she suddenly sit on the floor? Is she

sick?"

Marissa didn't care about the crowd's murmurs anymore. She needed to portray herself as the weaker party. The

more miserable she appeared, the more sympathy Dominick and Grayson would feel for her. Marissa clutched

Paisley's pants, her voice filled with sorrow and sincerity as if she were truly heartfelt. "Ms. Sutton, | have already

apologized to you. Can't you stop being angry and remarry Dom?" "Marissa, what are you doing?" Dominick

rushed over, pulling Marissa's arm. "Get up. The floor is dirty." Marissa shook her head, her acting rivaling that of

the best actress. "Dom, it's all my fault. If | can help you and Ms. Sutton get back together, | can do anything."

"I don't need you to do anything. Just get up," Dominick said, pulling Marissa up and glaring at Paisley. "Paisley,

you're going too far."

Grayson also cto Marissa's side, his eyes filled with anger.

Marissa leaned against Dominick like a rootless water plant, swaying as if she would fall at any moment without

his support.

Paisley found it both amusing and infuriating. "What did | do? | didn't push her down."

Dominick's eyes widened in anger. "You..."

Marissa quickly explained, "I lost my balance. | thought this would earn Ms. Sutton's forgiveness."

Paisley scoffed as if she had heard the biggest joke. "Marissa, you should be careful. What if | really let go of my

grievances and took your advice to remarry Dominick?"

Marissa didn't expect Paisley to say that, and her expression froze. She could feel Dominick's grip on her hand

tighten suddenly, and his breathing quickened.

At this point, Paisley had lost all her appetite. She put on her garment. "But don't worry. | don't have a habit of

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picking up the trash | threw away."

With a cold gaze, Paisley scanned the three of them. "I hope the three of you can live happily together forever."

After saying that, Paisley took Maria and Serena and walked toward the door.

"Paisley, what nonsense are you talking about? Cback. Let's clear this up," Dominick said, releasing Marissa

and preparing to chase after Paisley.

"Dom. Ouch..." Marissa cried out in pain, clutching the edge of the table, her body swaying dangerously. Grayson

noticed that Marissa's knee was bleeding. "Dad, Marissa's knee is bleeding. Hurry, Dad."

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