Chapter 82

'If it's not that pretty boy, could it be... me?' Dominick thought. He desperately waited for an answer. Beside them, Marissa felt her heart leap into her throat. She had a strong feeling that Serena was indeed Dominick's daughter.

In truth, Marissa had suspected this possibility from the very beginning. But back then, her intuition hadn't been as strong, and more importantly, she hadn't wanted to admit it to herself.

When Paisley had flatly denied it, Marissa had chosen to believe her. But now, things seemed different. Marissa was terrified that Paisley, in her agitation, might reveal the truth.

The longing in Dominick's eyes was unmistakable. If Serena truly was his daughter, he would likely remarry Paisley.

'No,' Marissa thought. 'Absolutely not.'

As Marissa's thoughts spiraled into chaos, Paisley's cold voice cut through the air. "Who Rena's father is doesn't matter, but it certainly isn't you."

Dominick's suspicions, she continued, "If you don't believe me, you can

had taken precautions, secretly arranging to have all of Serena's documentation changed from Type O to Type

direct denial extinguished the last glimmer of

Paisley's Type B, they could never have a child with

thought. A wave of bitterness washed over his heart-the familiar ache

the weight lift from

if Dominick investigated, the results would only confirm her

child binding them together, the

she noticed the shift in how people around her were looking at her.

"Oh, Ms. Sutton. So

"And I suppose that makes you the...mistress that

without finishing his sentence. His expression

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