The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

"Paisley." Brittany's voice was laced with false pity, her expression one of barely-

contained amusement, as if looking at some stray dog. "Don't be in front of me and Mom. I know you're upset that Mom wanna buy me this gown. It's okay. I don't want it anymore."

Christina's face was as cold as ice, her eyes narrowing as the crowd around them began to notice the tension. Her gaze was practically burning through Paisley. "Get out of here, do you hear me? Stop embarrassing yourself." Before Paisley could respond, a voice rang out, cutting through the tension

like a knife. "What's going on here? What's all this fuss about?"

Emery appeared, draped in a stunning gown of her own, hands on her hips. She stormed up, pushing Brittany aside with a firm shove, and stood next to Paisley, glaring daggers at Christina and Brittany. "You two are causing a scene in my shop?" Christina and Brittany, caught off guard by Emery's presence, managed to rein in their irritation, their tone shifting to something more polite almost syrupy sweet-

as they turned to her. After all, they still wanted the gown

"Ms. Collins, Christina began, her voice smooth and practiced, "my daughter would really love this gown. We're willing to pay anything for it." She stepped forward, pulling Brittany along with her, eager to make hier introduction to Emery, But before they could

get any closer, Emery raised a single hand, halting them several feet away, her gaze scanning Brittany from head to toe like a machine.

She clicked her tongue, shaking her head in mock disapproval. "This gown is custom-

for my best friend, Paisy.

doesn't exactly strike me as someone who'd be able to

worthy of wearing something I

had held onto Christina earlier, looping her arm

it seems some cockroaches have decided to crawl in. Sorry if they've grossed

Emery's ruthless wit. When she starts g getting sarcastic, she really doesn't

turned bright red with fury, her mouth hanging open in disbelief as she glared at Emery and sputtered, her voice trembling

The realization hit her like a cold slap. It seemed like everything slieknew about the situation had just been turned upside down. Emery wasn't fazed in

your

and she didn't care one bit that other customers in

know who I am? Do you know who my daughter is Christina's voice was sharp, but beneath her arrogance,

like this, and she

with amusement as

care who you are. Get out, or I have security escort you out." Her words were cutting, and the

crowd around them had only grown, with

tugged at Christina's arm and whispered urgently, "Mom, let's just go. We don't

and Christina, fully aware of how important this moment was for her daughter's career,

our family. We'll never accept you." "Pift. Shut up already, you pathetic wretch Emery muttered, as if Christina and Brittany were nothing more than a