The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 126

"You're not Mr. Vaire, but why are you sitting here?" Kayla's expression twisted, glaring at the man with a machine-like, venomous stare.

The man was startled by Kayla's gaze and finally reacted. He looked down and realized he was sitting in Nion's spot. "My seat is in the back, but since there was no one here, I just sat down. No one told me to leave," he said, sounding quite self-assured.

Kayla was furious. "This is Mr. Vaire's seat. Who do you think you are? How dare you sit here?"

Just thinking about how she had just declared her heartfelt words to such a greasy face made her want to kill the man. f she hadn't been holding the painting in her hands, she would have definitely made a move. Seeing Kayla getting worked up and the situation spiraling out of control, Janet quickly stood up and arranged for security to intervene, sending the man back to his original seat.

"He's not Mr. Vaire. Then where is Mr. Vaire?" Kayla turned to Marissa. "Marissa, didn't you invite Mr. Vaire?"

Marissa was just as clueless. Jack had assured her that Nion would be there today, which was why she had made such bold claims to Kayla.

At that moment, Janet walked up to the stage, stood at the microphone, and said to Kayla, "Ms.

Vanderbilt, please come up to the stage and take a photo with the artist, Nion Vaire."

This was the normal procedure for the auction. After a piece was bought, there was usually a photo opportunity with both the buyer and the artist.

It was because of this rush that she made a fool of herself and ended up

to take a photo with Nion, Kayla immediately cheered up. She looked gratefully at Marissa. "Marissa, you didn't lie

that Nion had indeed arrived, she felt relieved. But she looked around and saw no one getting

slowly stood up in the dim light. The spotlight caught her as she made

it felt as though two large hands had grasped Marissa's throat and heart. The hands squeezed the air out

is Paisley standing up? Why is she walking toward the stage?

Paisley walked up to the stage and stood next

out to Paisley, "Ms. Vanderbilt, please come up to the stage and

her. All that echoed in Kayla's ears were Janet's words. "Ms. Vanderbilt, please come up to the stage and take a photo with the artist, Nion

'Nion...Paisley...Paisley

actually a woman." They had always referred to Nion as "Mr. Vaire,"

woman.

life mentor and your soul's home." Kayla trembled all over. Her body and mind seemed to be pulled in two different directions. Stunned, she walked to the front of the stage, looking up at Paisley with a choked voice. "Are you really Mr.

Kayla repeated the name, unsure whether to laugh

however, maintained her composed smile. "I didn't expect you to love my work so much and even spend a fortune to buy it. To thank you

words, Kayla stiffened. She thought of how she had arrogantly shown off in front of Paisley earlier and wished she could vanish

and gently wrote a few words on the coveted painting. [To Kayla, may