The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 80

The ballroom was still bustling with the ongoing cocktail party. However, the two main stars of the evening were absent. One was endlessly chatting with their so-called mentor, while the other stormed off to the garden for some reason.

Without the two central figures, the other attendees quickly lost interest. The opening gala was then reduced to a half-hearted social gathering.

Marissa hadn't seen Dominick return for quite some time. Distracted, she went through the motions of socializing, her gaze drifting toward the garden every so often.

Alexis asked curiously, "Marissa, why isn't Dominick back yet? Shouldn't you go check on him?" She wanted to know what Dominick was up to, but it wasn't her place to investigate. Instead, she nudged Marissa to go.

Marissa was tempted to check it out herself. So, she nodded, preparing to head toward the garden, when suddenly a piercing woman's voice rang out from that direction. "Stop it. What the hell are you doing? Dominick, you disgusting jerk, let him go!"

Marissa's face tightened with concern. Without wasting a second, she set her glass down and hurried toward the garden as she wondered, 'Why is Dominick with a woman? What are they doing? How does she know his name? Why is she asking him to let go?'

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. Her pace quickened instinctively.

At the same time, Paisley also caught the commotion. She immediately recognized the voice-it was Emery's. Alarmed, Paisley thought, 'Did Emery run into Dominick? Are they fighting?'

that if they ever crossed paths, she wouldn't hesitate to beat him up. At the time, Paisley had dismissed it as an empty threat-after all, the chances of them meeting

Could Dominick have hit her?' Without wasting a second, she bolted toward the

where are you off to? Are you going to check out the drama? Count

sure keeps up appearances in public, but behind

commotion involved Dominick only fueled their intrigue. After all, who wouldn't want to know what Vanderbilt Group's CEO-the heir of the illustrious Vanderbilt family-was

getting hurt, Paisley dashed forward. As Paisley ran, she yanked off her high heels and gripped them tightly in her hand, yelling, "How dare you hit her, you jerk? Let go! I said let

a little. It was only then that she realized Dominick wasn't even fighting with Emery.

face bruised and battered. Dominick, on the other hand, had his back to her, so she couldn't see his expression. What

stiletto into Dominick's back. The sudden pain made him instinctively release Teddy, giving Paisley

sound echoed as his head snapped to the side, leaving a

the scene. Gasps rippled through the crowd as disbelief

This was the second time she'd seen Paisley lay a hand on Dominick. And this time, the slap was clearly harder than the one Paisley had thrown at him in the fine

were so stunned by the scene that they didn't even dare to breathe.

with amused interest, his admiration for his future mentor growing by

with tension as he slowly turned his head to look at Paisley. "Did you just slap me, Paisley?" His voice