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.

relax. 'First thing's first, gotta spoil my

Emery helped Teddy up, avoiding the main ballroom

she was running way behind. Just thinking about her kid made her steps even faster. Dominick stood rooted to the spot, watching her

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walked into the bar, he

counter, and he let out a low whistle. "Damn, Mr. Vanderbilt, going all out tonight? Those are the most

of the empties, his voice taking on that signature lazy drawl as

Reserve? That stuff's

Crest Reserve. It wasn't

practically impossible to get one's hands on, with prices

go through multiple connections just to score a few bottles. "I've only got a handful

motioned for the server to bring another bottle. He topped off Dominick's glass first and then poured one for himself, taking a satisfied sip

tongue. "Man, Cloud Crest Reserve really is

down his glass with a grin, turning to the silent Dominick. "So wild that my

be your ex-wife. Talk about a small world, huh?" He raised his glass

to clink against Nathaniel's

know it's good stuff, but you can't