The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 68

In truth, the VIP area wasn't limited to just this section, and the grounds were spacious enough that even if multiple groups were using it at once, they wouldn't interfere with one another.

Initially, the staff couldn't understand why there was any conflict between the guests. Then they saw the women start racing horses-two ladies, of all things, competing in a race.

The staff assumed it was just a friendly activity since neither party sought their assistance. They wisely kept their distance, thinking nothing of it. It wasn't until the accident happened that they panicked and called David over.

One of the staff thought, 'But even so, we didn't do anything wrong. That horse went wild only because Ms. Prescott intentionally jabbed it. And as for Ms. Sutton, she's a premium VIP. She has every right to be here.'

At first, when the staff saw Paisley carrying a child with a nanny in tow, they thought she was just a regular member. It was mainly because their outfits were so plain, and there weren't many premium members in the club-only a handful in total.

wasn't until Paisley gave her name, room number, and presented her membership card for verification that they realized she was the Ms. Sutton their boss, Nathaniel, had specifically instructed them to take special

"Didn't you hear me? Who let them in?" Even though Paisley was technically a club member, he felt he had to show the proper attitude in front of Dominick. However, David didn't

one of the staff members, trembling, finally spoke up, "But Mr. Wilson, this lady is a premium VIP." Hearing this, David froze in surprise, and

as Dad? That woman? No way. Even Marissa doesn't qualify for something like

on her. It seemed her bones were fine, but

guys definitely got it wrong," Alexis chimed in,

but their elite circles weren't too big either. The top-tier figures might not all know each other personally, but they were certainly aware of one another. None of them had ever seen or heard

staff hurried to clarify.

together. She pondered, '3303? The presidential suite? The club only has three of those. One is Nathaniel's, another is Dominick's, and the