The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 137

Paisley took out the earplugs she always carried in her bag, one by one, and put them in Serena's ears. She

didn't want Serena to hear the upcoming conversation between her and the driver-or rather, the criminal.

"Do you want money? You can na price, anything, as long as you let my daughter andgo," she said.

She didn't know the person, but he clearly had bad intentions toward her and Serena. This meant that this

person had either acted on a whim or had been hired by someone. So, she needed to figure out which one it

was.

When the person heard Paisley, he laughed, "Money? Can you offer more than the Vanderbilt family did?" The

person was overly confident and just didn't take Paisley seriously, thinking she couldn't do anything. He openly

mentioned the Vanderbilt family.

This meant that this person knew, to sextent, about her connection with the Vanderbilt family. Or, perhaps

the one behind this was someone from within the Vanderbilt family.

And within the Vanderbilt family, there was one person who wanted to kill her the most.

"What's your relationship with Marissa?" she asked.

Jeremy, the driver, was stunned. He didn't expect that the woman would quickly think of Marissa. But with things

having reached this point, with the mother and daughter doomed, he had nothing left to hide.

"You really are smart. No wonder Marissa is so eager to kill you!" he said.

So it was indeed Marissa! She probably wanted to kill her and Serena because of Dominick.

That bastard had put her and her daughter in danger.

"Letemphasize once again that | have nothing to do with Dominick. | won't reconcile with him. So what

you're doing is meaningless," she said.

Jeremy shook his head. "No, you don't understand. Your very existence is a mistake. Only when you disappear

completely will Dominick give up."

Paisley gritted her teeth. "What you're doing is illegal. Do you know that? If you take a life, you won't be able to

clear your nfor the rest of your life!"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Jeremy shrugged indifferently. "It's not the first tI've killed someone. | didn't

get caught last time, and | won't get caught this teither!

"Marissa will rise to power once you're dead. When she becomes the lady of the Vanderbilt family, protecting

someone will be a piece of cake for her."

Paisley watched as the car veered further off course, the man in the driver's seat growing more menacing by the

second. Her hand slowly reached into her bag to grab her phone and call for help.

Noticing Paisley's silence, Jeremy glanced at the rearview mirror and sneered, "Don't even think about calling for

help. There's a signal jammer in the car."

Paisley was devastated hearing his words. It was clear he had cprepared-an experienced hand at this.

‘Stay calm, stay calm! Paisley, you can't panic. You still have your daughter to protect!’ Paisley thought to

herself.

Right then, Serena looked at her with innocent eyes. "Mommy, when will we get home?" Because of her

earplugs, Serena's voice was unusually loud.

"You're never going hagain!" Jeremy cackled cruelly.

Paisley quickly covered Serena's ears. Even with earplugs, she could still hear sof the noise. Jeremy's eyes

glinted with interest as he observed the panic on Paisley's face through the rearview mirror, his gaze dangerous

and smug.

"What a beautiful face you've got. No wonder Dominick couldn't stop thinking about you. Once I'm done playing

with you, I'll kill you! Who would've thought that I'd one day get a turn with a woman Dominick used to have!"

Paisley silently thanked herself for covering Serena's ears earlier, shielding her from such disgusting words. She

knew she couldn't afford to sit around waiting for disaster. She had to act.

Lowering her head, she removed one of Serena's earplugs and whispered soothingly into her ear, "Don't be

afraid, sweetheart. Mommy's here, and I'll protect you."

Jeremy glanced through the rearview mirror and saw Paisley murmuring softly to her child. He smirked

arrogantly.

With a signal jammer in the car, no calls could be made, and the outside world couldn't track them. Both car

doors were locked tight, and jumping out wasn't an option.

He figured the woman had realized her hopeless situation and was consoling her child out of despair. Jeremy

didn't see Paisley as a threat at all. Consequently, he didn't notice her other hand, hidden from view, slowly

reaching into her bag.

The next moment, a long, thick silver needle appeared in her palm. Sitting up straight, Paisley tightly gripped the

needle in her hand. Leaning forward, she inched closer to the driver's seat, her face adorned with an alluring

smile.

That smile sent a shiver down Jeremy's spine. "Damn it, you slut. Stop playing games with "

Before he could finish, Paisley's expression changed instantly. She lunged forward, her left arm locking around

his neck, pinning it between her arm and the seatback.

The sudden chokehold made Jeremy's face contort in pain. "Y-You, damn it! L-Let go!"

Paisley wasn't going to let go. It was a matter of life and death for her and her daughter. Paisley's gaze was

fierce, like a lioness defending her cub, baring her teeth for a fatal strike.

Jeremy thrashed about, freeing one hand to search for the lever to adjust the seatback. But Paisley didn't give

him the chance. She seized the moment and drove the silver needle into the acupuncture point on his neck.

"Ugh-" Jeremy didn't even have tto cry out before his eyes rolled back and he slumped over.

His hand fell from the steering wheel. With the car speeding down the road, it instantly spiraled out of control.

"Mommy! Mommy! There's a car coming!" Serena cried out from behind.

Paisley barely had tto catch her breath. Looking up, she saw the taxi had veered into the oncoming lane. A

freight truck was barreling toward them at high speed.

Honk-honk! The truck's horn blared urgently, a deafening warning that sent chills down her spine. With no time

to hesitate, Paisley moved as fast as she could, climbing into the front passenger seat. Thankfully, the taxi's

partition had been removed-likely to give Jeremy better control over them. Ironically, it now worked in Paisley's

favor.

She reached over to grab the steering wheel, and just as the two vehicles were about to collide, she quickly

turned the car and slammed on the brakes.

The tires screeched against the road with a sharp, ear-piercing sound. The taxi finally cto a halt after

crashing into a tree on the roadside.

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