The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 41

Grayson didn't reappear for the rest of the meal. Paisley didn't bother checking on him either. After cleaning up, she set Serena up with her toys and got back to work on her emails.

Serena played quietly in her own space for a while but soon started sneaking glances at her mother, who was focused on her laptop.

When she was sure Paisley wasn't looking, she tiptoed over to the snack cabinet. Grabbing a chocolate bar, a piece of bread, and a carton of milk, she carefully tiptoed toward the guest room.

Serena thought she was being so sneaky, but every step she took was in Paisley's line of sight. Paisley just raised her eyebrows, amused, and went back to her work without saying a word.

Inside the guest room, Grayson lay sprawled on the bed, his face buried in the pillow. He'd cried himself into a sniffling mess, and his stomach was now growling angrily.

He was certain Paisley would eventually feel bad for him and call him out for breakfast. But an hour passed, and no one came.

'She's really going to let me starve, huh? What a cruel woman!' he thought bitterly.

Just then, a soft shuffling noise came from the other side of the door. It sounded like a little mouse scratching at the wood.

Grayson sat up and stared at the door with his red eyes. A second later, it cracked open just a sliver. Then, a small, chubby hand reached through with a chocolate bar. The hand carefully set it on the floor before disappearing.

A moment later, the hand reappeared with a small bag of bread. It was placed next to the chocolate. Finally, a carton of milk arrived, adding to the growing pile of snacks.

all three items were lined up neatly on the floor, the little hand hesitated. Then, as if worried Grayson might not notice the offering, Serena

bread, and

to the door without shoes

'I don't like bread and milk. But why does the bread taste so soft and delicious, and the milk, so sweet and

the bread and milk, he stared at the chocolate bar for a moment but didn't

to her toy corner as if nothing

asked though she had already

froze for a second, but she didn't even look back. She put on a grown-up voice and

showed a smirk but didn't press

a work update, "I've got three things to report. First, you were right-Mr. Anderson's project has been delayed.

Paisley replied, "Got it."

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an actor, the script was just one thing. He valued other leading roles even more. After all, no actor worth his salt would risk a few months of shooting just

lead's exit made even more sense. She was a top-tier celebrity, with enough pull that she couldn't possibly play second fiddle to someone like

beginning. More actors would likely drop out soon enough. But that wasn't her problem. She was just a screenwriter, and

Brittany forever to