The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 132

Paisley didn't expect that even four years had passed, Marissa would still play dirty tricks on her. If this had happened four years ago, Paisley would have been afraid that Dominick and Grayson would misunderstand her and would have helped Marissa up.

But now, Paisley felt no love for Dominick, so she had nothing to fear. She wanted to see if Marissa would really just lie down on the ground if she didn't stop Marissa. After all, Marissa indeed owed her an apology. Marissa thought that by displaying her weakness in public, Paisley would kindly help her up. She had only intended to put on a show. There was no way she would actually sit on the ground.

To Marissa's surprise, Paisley showed no intention of stopping her. Paisley remained seated, her expression completely unfazed. Upon closer inspection, Marissa noticed a hint of mockery in Paisley's eyes.

Marissa gritted her teeth, contemplating what to do. But she was already squatting down, holding onto the table. If she got up now, it would prove that she was pretending to be weak and that she didn't genuinely want to apologize.

So, Marissa forced herself and truly sat on the ground.

gasped in surprise, "What is she doing? Why did she suddenly sit on the floor? Is

the more sympathy Dominick and Grayson would feel for her. Marissa clutched Paisley's pants, her voice filled with sorrow and sincerity as if she were truly heartfelt. "Ms. Sutton, I have already apologized to you. Can't you stop being

get up," Dominick said, pulling Marissa up and glaring at Paisley. "Paisley, you're going

came to Marissa's side, his eyes

leaned against Dominick like a rootless water plant, swaying as if she would fall at any moment

and infuriating. "What did I do? I didn't

widened in anger.

lost my balance. I thought

careful. What if I really let go of my