The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 84

Paisley had to bite back a smile, her eyebrows twitching upward in amusement.

Earlier, while helping Emery support Teddy, she'd secretly checked out his injuries. College guys were built different-she had to give him that. Teddy's injuries were all superficial, nothing internal to worry

about.

In this case, a doctor's visit wouldn't cost much, but Paisley wasn't about to downplay Emery's power move right now. Besides, it was Dominick's money-might as well milk it.

Emery knew she was pushing it with that outrageous demand. She figured Dominick would try to negotiate down. But Dominick didn't even blink. "Fine. I'll write you a check."

Emery was thrown off guard. 'Damn, this guy really lives up to the whole CEO stereotype,' she thought. Minutes later, Teddy was holding a check for three million dollars, still trying to process what just happened.

Teddy couldn't believe it, thinking, 'Just like that? All that money? He's dropping millions of dollars without batting an eye? One minute I'm getting beat up, the next I'm loaded?'

"This can't be real," Teddy said, staring at the check like it might disappear. "You sure this'll clear? They're not gonna come back later and hit me with extortion charges or something?"

"You're good. I promise," Paisley assured him.

letting himself relax. 'First thing's first, gotta spoil my girl with something

another glance. She and Emery helped

way behind. Just thinking about her kid

*****

bar, he found Dominick

out a low whistle. "Damn, Mr. Vanderbilt, going all out tonight? Those are the most expensive bottles

taking on that signature lazy

Reserve? That stuff's basically liquid

Cloud Crest Reserve. It wasn't craft-aged and only a year old

this "basic" Cloud Crest Reserve was practically impossible to get one's hands on, with prices that would make one's eyes

to pull some serious strings and go through multiple connections just to score a few bottles. "I've only got a handful of these left," Nathaniel complained.

Dominick's glass first and then poured one for himself, taking a satisfied sip with a look of pure

Reserve really is in a

a grin, turning to

huh?" He

lifted his glass to clink against Nathaniel's before downing it

good stuff, but you can't drink it like that. This wine's got one hell