The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 77

There were all kinds of questions like "Who is she? Why is Mr. Beaumont calling her 'mentor'? Is she the heiress of some powerful family? Does anyone know her? What's her relationship with Mr. Beaumont? What kind of 'mentor'? Is it some sort of pet name between lovers or something?"

The guests started discussing in hushed tones, most speculating about Paisley's identity and her connection to Nathaniel. Of course, not everyone was confused. Those who had been at the stables earlier, Nathaniel and Dominick's old schoolmates, already had some idea.

But even they couldn't hide their surprise. Sure, they knew Paisley was a world champion in equestrian sports, and they knew Nathaniel wanted to become her student. Still, seeing it play out like this caught them off guard.

One of them thought, 'So Nathaniel really is serious about becoming her student. It's not just talk. But...over horse riding? Isn't this a bit much?'

Nathaniel ignored the stares and whispers from the crowd, striding over to Paisley without a care. "Why are you only getting here now, Ms. Sutton? And why are you standing here all alone? Why didn't you come find me?"

fact that she

him, "Let me say this one more time. I am not your mentor. I don't have the time to teach you horseback riding. You'd better find someone else." She paused, glanced up to meet his gaze, and continued firmly, "And another thing-don't call me 'mentor' in

six-foot-three, loomed over Paisley by more than a full head. As she leaned forward and tilted her head up, her gaze landed on his sharp jawline and the

on, Ms. Sutton, don't be so cold-hearted," he said with a playful tone. "I'm serious about making you my mentor. If this didn't feel sincere enough, I'll find another way

Nathaniel could pull off acting playful, almost coy

nearby, Paisley felt a headache coming on. "I said no more calling me your mentor, and I won't be accepting your next invitation either," she said flatly. Inwardly, she groaned, 'Good grief, I

was unreadable, but Marissa caught every subtle reaction. She hadn't missed the flash of amazement and infatuation in his eyes the moment he saw Paisley. Marissa chuckled softly and casually

Marissa was still bitter about the horseback riding incident, Alexis eagerly played along. "Exactly. Here we all are, and yet we don't seem to matter as much as a horse-riding