The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 57

Out of the corner of her eye, Paisley noticed the group entering the field but paid them no mind. She continued riding the horse leisurely with Serena.

Paisley figured the area was big enough for everyone-they could do their thing, and she and Serena could enjoy their own time without getting in each other's way.

However, Paisley's hope for mutual noninterference didn't last long. Someone seemed determined to disrupt her peace.

As she circled back to her starting point, Marissa approached her with a smile. "Could I trouble you to leave for now? There are a lot of us, and we need this area for our activities.

Seated on the horse, Paisley let the small brown horse's hooves thud against the ground rhythmically. "No." Her answer was blunt and to the point.

Marissa's expression darkened, and her tone carried a faint threat as she said, "You'd better leave now, or it'll get embarrassing for you later."

Is that so?" Paisley replied

embarrass me? Surely, she wouldn't announce in public that I'm Dominick's

that, there's nothing connecting us. So,

and fearless. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became

keep pushing, Paisley might reveal she's Dominick's ex-wife. If that happens, what will everyone think of

a deep breath, she adjusted her tone and continued, "Look, it's just that there are so many of us, and we're all going to be

the horses start running, there's a chance you could get hurt. Especially since you have a child with you-it wouldn't be

for the wealthy, a skill many families from the upper class asked their children to learn. Although Marissa

any longer. She walked over and chimed in, "Why are you wasting your breath, Marissa? Just get someone to kick her

back, scrutinizing Paisley with disdain. Paisley's plain T-shirt and jeans, paired with worn-looking riding boots of an unknown brand, didn't sit well

inwardly. 'She's obviously one of those low-class wannabe influencers. Even though the little kid with her is decently dressed, complete with protective gear, what does it matter? With a mother