The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 59

"What's wrong? Chickening out?" Paisley asked casually as she sat confidently atop her horse, gazing down at Marissa with a commanding presence.

Marissa bristled at Paisley's condescending attitude but kept her composure. To her, Paisley was still the same woman she had always dismissed a homemaker who spent her life revolving around her husband and child. Deep down, she had always looked down on Paisley.

Hearing Paisley's provocative words now, Marissa was convinced she was just putting on a show, trying to grab Dominick's attention. Smiling faintly, Marissa replied, "You may not know this, but I'm

professionally trained."

"Her coach is Mr. Larsen, the renowned equestrian athlete," Alexis chimed in, finally standing up from the ground. She glared at Paisley indignantly. "But talking to you is probably a waste of time-you don't even know who Yohan Larsen is, do you?"

raised an eyebrow and replied, "Oh, I know him. He's one of the

burst into laughter, spinning around to address the group behind her. "Did you hear that? She said Yohan is

on the pony's reins. All the respect he had started to develop for her vanished in an instant. He thought irritably,

the type to make baseless claims, but he couldn't recall ever seeing her ride a horse-after all,

just started learning. Dominick's brows furrowed deeply at the thought. Then, he wondered, 'Paisley, have you lost your mind, or are you just being foolish, trying to compete

What mattered to her was protecting her daughter's dignity and confidence. She didn't want Serena

and said, "Stop wasting time, Ms. Prescott. You've picked your horse, so get on. Let's settle this. Loser leaves." Her patience was

her lips together, pretending to hesitate. Inside, she was practically giddy, thinking, 'Paisley, since you're asking for this, then don't blame me for not holding

swung onto her horse with practiced ease, her movements swift and smooth, exuding effortless

her