The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 33

With his arms on his hips, Dominick inspected the whole bathroom but couldn't find any men's toiletries- razor or shaving cream.

In the living room, he didn't see a single sign of a man either.

Except for that extra toothbrush on the sink and the large slippers he was wearing, there was no sign of men's items in the whole apartment.

In the living room, Paisley was quietly wiping down Dominick's suit jacket with a dry cloth.

Grayson and Serena sat on the couch in an almost eerie silence, neither looking at the other. Compared to earlier, Grayson had calmed down, his eyes wandering around the room, his curiosity evident. When their gazes met, he awkwardly looked away, his discomfort still hanging in the air. Serena, on the other hand, pouted, ignoring him but not bothering him either.

When Dominick walked out, the scene before him almost felt too perfect to interrupt. He paused in his tracks and subconsciously held his breath, not wanting to break the peaceful moment.

Paisley finished with the jacket and looked up, only to see Dominick standing there with his eyes locked

her. She furrowed her brows, wondering what was up with this guy

hand, she said, "I've only done a quick fix. You can't tell from a distance, but since this suit is expensive, you'd better take it to a pro

how desperate she was to push

the jacket and draped it over

of course, it's just a

bathroom is

while, but she hadn't had the time to deal with it. She simply replied, "Oh, it just

said while tossing the jacket aside and rolling up his sleeves, revealing the strong muscles in

the bulb changed and a free worker offered to help. She found

family, Dominick might

his eyebrows, clearly irritated by her question. He asked,

bulb before she went to the balcony to bring in a step

me," Dominick said, effortlessly lifting the heavy

way to the bathroom, he called