The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 92

In the car, Marissa had witnessed the whole thing. She watched and listened as Dominick made that call to the Beaumont family.

The reason behind that call was crystal clear.

'Paisley...' The name echoed in her thoughts as she wondered. 'What kind of hold do you have on Dominick? He's willing to risk pissing off the Beaumont family just to get rid of Nathaniel.'

Her train of thought was cut short by her buzzing phone. "Mr. Hansen," Marissa answered quickly, her tone switching to professional respect.

Once the call ended, Marissa turned to Dominick. "Dom, Mr. Hansen just arrived at Harrowfell Hospital." By the time they made it there, Paul had already been wheeled into the examination room.

The hospital corridor outside the examination room was packed with the Vanderbilt clan, family and friends alike. It was like a who's who of high society out there.

The medical staff practically tiptoed past, keeping their eyes glued to the floor as they hurried by. No one wanted to get caught in the crossfire of all that old money tension.

"Dad, how's Grandpa doing?" Dominick asked.

shook his head. "The doctors..." He let out a heavy sigh. "It's not

explained, her voice gentle. "Paul's health has been declining for years. He's been

her eyes welling up. The news of his sudden decline had really thrown her for a loop. "Why didn't he tell

linked with Kayla's and her other arm wrapped around Lauren while looking over at Reginald. "Try not to worry too much, guys. Mr. Hansen's

tears.

incredibly busy. You must have pulled many strings to get

smile. "Hey, Grandpa Paul practically raised me too. This is the least I

Marissa's eyes. "You must be exhausted from the trip. Please, sit down and take a breather.

Marissa's composure slipped for a moment. "I'm...fine," she said, quickly shifting her attention to the crowd in the hallway. "Let me check

working the room with effortless grace. It didn't take long for everyone to fall under

she was Dominick's future wife.

the doors to the

his face an unhealthy shade of

gentleman-Charles Hansen, the specialist

and friends pressed closer, everyone holding their