The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 63

"Don't worry, you'll be fine," Dominick said. He crouched in front of Marissa, trying to check if she was hurt.

Marissa, however, ignored her pain and threw herself into his arms. "Dom... I was so scared just now..." Her voice trembled as she clung to him.

Dominick hesitated, his arms awkwardly suspended in mid-air. But seeing her disheveled and crying so miserably, he finally softened. He wrapped his arms around her back and gently reassured her, "It's okay. I won't let anything happen to you."

As he spoke, his gaze instinctively flicked toward Paisley. She didn't so much as glance his way. By now, she had dismounted her horse and was laughing with her daughter. His face darkened at the sight, and he felt a faint pang of discomfort gnawing at him.

Grayson's sobbing voice broke the moment, asking, "How exactly did you fall off the horse, Marissa?" He looked genuinely concerned. At the same time, a sense of confusion lingered-after all, that white horse had been personally selected by their father. It couldn't possibly have gone wild.

"Yeah. Why would a perfectly

the elite, and to cater to them, every horse here had been meticulously chosen. While their abilities might

sabotaged you, Marissa?" Alexis' words immediately drew attention. With

red as she choked out, "Ms.

taking on the role of Marissa's fiercely loyal

over. Towering over Marissa, Paisley looked down at her messy state and sneered, "Are you

up drama between her

fall earlier must have hurt Marissa badly. Luckily, the ground in that area was soft, with no rocks nearby. Otherwise, Marissa would've suffered far

She had assumed that Marissa made the horse go berserk simply to disrupt the race and avoid admitting defeat. But Paisley hadn't expected the real bombshell