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.

status and nodded, finally letting himself relax. 'First thing's first,

spare Dominick another glance. She and Emery helped Teddy up, avoiding the main ballroom and slipping out through the garden's

her thoughts. She'd promised Serena she'd be home early, and now she was running way behind. Just thinking about her kid

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bar, he found Dominick several drinks

the two empty bottles on the counter, and he let out a low whistle. "Damn, Mr. Vanderbilt, going all out tonight? Those are the most expensive bottles in

the empties, his voice taking on

Reserve? That stuff's

Reserve. It

get one's hands on, with prices that

bottles. "I've only got a handful of these left," Nathaniel complained. "Was saving them to impress some clients, and here you are, knocking back two bottles like

topped off Dominick's glass first and then poured one for

really is in a league of its

set down his glass with a grin, turning to

Talk about a small world, huh?" He raised

to clink against Nathaniel's before downing it in one

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