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

wondering what was up

quick fix. You can't tell from a distance, but since this suit

He felt how desperate she was to push

and draped it over

eyes and thought, 'Well, of course, it's just

the ceiling light in the bathroom is not working. Do you want me

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

while tossing the jacket aside and rolling up his sleeves,

worker offered to help. She

heir to the Vanderbilt family, Dominick might

by her question. He asked,

bulb before

it to me," Dominick said, effortlessly lifting the heavy ladder

the bathroom, he called over