The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Serena's small body hit the ground with a soft thud, her delicate little hand slammed down, and the skin was scraped raw A sharp sting shot through her palm, but it was the crumpled drawing she was clutching that sent a wave of panic through her. The rough friction of the fall had to the edges, leaving a ragged tear on the once- perfect paper.

"My mommy's drawing. Serena cried out, her voice wavering with distress.

She barely registered the pain in her hand, too focused on the artwork she held so dearly. She quickly examined the picture, her eyes scanning for any damage to Grayson's face on the painting, the one she'd been so certain was her brother. Thankfully, the damage was minor-

just a tear along the edge. The image of Grayson was still intact, and she let out a relieved breath

Her attention shifted to the person who had shoved her. Standing

above her, with a smug, triumphant look, was none other than Stella-

the same girl who had slapped her hand last time.

mean, always stopping me from talking to Sonny, always bullying me. But.. Sonny seems to like this girl

brushing the dirt off her skirt,

she focused on what

carefully and held it

said, her voice full of determination, "this

brother" She held the portrait up to Grayson's face, her eyes wide with hope, as if this single picture could make everything fall into place. Grayson's eyes widened as he took

of something unfamiliar

since he had smiled like that. She said

Grayson's eyes. Her small fists clenched at her sides as a sharp pang of jealousy flared up. Marissa's words from that morning replayed in her head. That linle kid

the drawing and smiling adorably, Stella felt an uncomfortable knot tighten in her chest. Grayson was clearly captivated, and she couldn't stand it. Who cares about

hands, ripping it

storming toward Serena with

a flash, she

Before Serena could

vicious rip,