The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Julian had just stepped out of Dominick's office when his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and frowned, his expression tightening with barely concealed disgust. The ringtone continued to echo in the hallway, the sound grating on his nerves. After what felt like an eternity, he finally picked up. smooth and friendly like always, a stark contrast to the contempt in his eyes. "Ms. Sullivan, how can I help you?"

his tone

Brittany's voice, overly sweet and dripping with affected charm, floated through the line.

"Mr. Hale, hello, I wanted to thank Mr. Vanderbilt for securing the lead role for me in the film.

"He's been such a huge help, and I'd love to show my gratitude by treating him to a meal. Could you pass that along!"

Julian's eyebrows furrowed, a mix of irritation and something darker flaring in his chest. He had known she'd pull something like this. "Sorry. I'm afraid Mr. Vanderbilt has been quite busy recently, Ms. Sullivan, he replied, keeping his voice neutral, though the disapproval wa There was a brief silence on the other end, Brittany clearly disappointed but unwilling to let go. "When will Mr. Vanderbilt be free? I'm flexible anytime works for me"

Realizing she might have sounded too eager. Brittany quickly backtracked. "Not just me. Mr. Hale. My whole family-

we all want to thank Mr. Vanderbilt for his generosity

all too well the kind of game Brittany was playing "Understood. Ms. Sullivan. Il pass your message along. If Mr. Vanderbilt finds the time,

the door on her request, Brittany hurriedly expressed her

scom on Julian's face remained unchanged. As expected, anyone associated with Paisley is cut from

held little regard for Paisley, and even less

from Harrowfell for a while, but now that she's back. I believe her family has reconnected with

living room of Sullivan Villa, Christina sat poised beside her daughter, a subtle gleam of expectation in

said Mr. Vanderbilt was

back to me.

bit, revealing the frustration bubbling beneath the surface. She had hoped for more. I need

over the past few months, she had only seen Dominick twice. Once at a charity gala, the other at a party. Both times, he'd been surrounded by others, with barely a moment alone with her, let alone the chance for a meaningful conversation. "That's not exactly a clear

chest. She had no other choice but to believe that "Mom, could we

"Misunderstood what?"

Vanderbilt has

didn't want to admit it might be a misunderstanding, but the doubts gnawed at her. If he was interested

he'd reach out, but the phone never rang. Every time she made the effort to ask for a

she still didn't have Dominick's personal number. Every time she needed to get in touch with him, it was through Julian, his assistant. It felt like a constant roadblock- always one step removed from the man she wanted to