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 girl with something

Paisley didn't spare Dominick another glance. She and Emery helped Teddy up, avoiding

way behind. Just thinking

*****

Nathaniel walked into the bar, he

eyes landed on the two empty bottles on the counter, and he let out a low whistle.

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

stuff's

even their premium line, just regular Cloud Crest Reserve. It wasn't craft-aged

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

serious strings and go through multiple connections just to score a few bottles. "I've only got a handful of these left," Nathaniel complained. "Was saving them to impress some clients, and here you

another bottle. He topped off Dominick's glass first and then poured one for himself, taking a satisfied

tongue. "Man, Cloud Crest Reserve really is

grin, turning to the silent Dominick. "So wild that my mentor

a small world, huh?" He raised his glass

to clink against Nathaniel's before downing it

laugh. "I know it's good stuff, but you can't drink it like that. This wine's got one