The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 58

"You're really shameless, aren't you? You can't even ride a horse, yet you're still hanging around here. ! bet you already took enough photos, so scram," Alexis snapped, her irritation reaching its peak-though most of it was clearly an act meant for Marissa.

"You'd better leave now. We've all been practicing riding since we were kids. Once we pick up speed, it'd be bad if you got hurt," Marissa chimed in, maintaining her usual gentle and considerate demeanor.

Paisley nonchalantly glanced at Alexis before turning her gaze to Marissa. Then, Paisley waved her hand and called Maria over. She carefully handed Serena down from the horse and into Maria's arms. Seeing that, Marissa felt a sense of relief and pondered, 'Looks like Paisley's finally giving up and deciding to leave. That's the smart move-staying would only embarrass her further.

In truth, from the very beginning, Marissa's polite suggestions for Paisley to leave were meant to test Dominick's reaction. Yet, from start to finish, he remained indifferent. Grayson, too, hadn't said a single word in Paisley's defense.

Their lack of response gave Marissa the confidence to repeatedly push Paisley out while still maintaining her genteel façade.

Alexis let out a mocking laugh. "You should've left ages ago." Meanwhile, the others around them began mounting their horses, ready for a proper race.

Whoever's the better rider gets to stay, right? Fine then,

expected Paisley to make such a proposal. Stunned for a moment, Marissa raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Are you

Marissa's coach was none other than Yohan. And Paisley? She was infamous for barely being able to trot a horse at a pace faster than a

leave already," Alexis said with an exaggerated laugh, her tone

ordinary people, she was a bona fide heiress of a powerful family. So, when she dealt with Paisley,

generation elites accustomed to being flattered or professionals from high-powered families thriving in prestigious fields. In this circle, they

better just leave on your own. I'm not going to compete with you," Marissa sighed and shook her head like Paisley had said something utterly ridiculous. Yet,

lost her patience, raising her riding crop high, ready to bring it down on Paisley's little brown horse. Her actions screamed, "If you won't leave, I'll make you

she reached out and caught the riding crop mid-air. "Miss, that's

about manners?" Alexis spat, her face contorted with fury. "You trespassed into someone