The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Paisley turned her head, her gaze cold as she looked at Dominick.

"No!" Dominick hurried to explain, "I'm not siding with her, I just don't want you to get blood on your hands. It's not worth it!"

Paisley expressionlessly pulled the shard of glass from Dominick's palm, tossing it on the floor without caring whether it was stained with his blood.

She scoffed, "Mr. Vanderbilt really has no common sense. This tiny piece of glass can't even pierce your palm, let alone reach her heart."

Paisley had no intention of taking Marissa's life. The only reason she did this was to vent her anger. She wanted Marissa to experience the hopelessness of being on the verge of death. It was just unfortunate that all of this was ruined by Dominick.

Dominick froze, looking down at the glass shard. Indeed, as Paisley had said, neither its hardness nor its length would have been enough to pierce a human heart. It might even struggle to pierce a rib.

At that moment, he felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.

"Paisy, I just "

Paisley frowned, "Don't call me that."

"How is Rena? She's alright, right?" he asked.

concern," Paisley said coldly, distancing herself from Dominick

was trying to bandage his hand. "Paisley, I know the truth about everything now.

to say anymore. This time, no matter what, I will make Marissa

for Paisley, and

trying

don't want to hear it," Paisley coldly interrupted Dominick again. It was pointless to say more at

you do to me?" Marissa leaned against the wall, dizziness from the pain in her head making her unsteady. "I'm

Paisley sneered, "Let's see if I'll end

was carefully chosen-it wouldn't be fatal and wouldn't cause major injury. It would just hurt a lot and cause a lot of bleeding. To put it simply, it

sentence, the police arrived at the Vanderbilt family estate. Marissa's eyes lit up as she pointed at Paisley. "Arrest her! She's trying to kill me! Hurry! Arrest

to my house?" Reginald stepped forward to ask

front of Paisley, his left hand still bleeding heavily, but he seemed not to feel any

Ms. Marissa Prescott. Where

Marissa? The situation had unfolded so suddenly. They hadn't even called the

were here for her, Marissa panicked. She pointed at Paisley. "You've got

pay any attention to Marissa's protests and walked straight toward her, taking

is involved in a failed murder attempt.

said "questioning," but with all the evidence, it was basically a sure thing that she would be locked up. At this point, it was clear-Paisley had made the report, and the evidence the Vanderbilt family had seen earlier had all been sent

Marissa glared at Paisley with bloodshot eyes. "It was you!" She struggled against the officers, trying to stop them from handcuffing

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