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.

is none of Mr. Vanderbilt's concern," Paisley said

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

Paisley interrupted him directly. "Mr. Vanderbilt, you don't need to say anymore. This time, no

crossed a line for Paisley, and

not trying to defend her, I'm

hear it," Paisley coldly interrupted Dominick again. It was pointless

against the wall, dizziness from the pain in her head making her unsteady. "I'm the one you threw the vase at. If anything

see if I'll

major injury. It would just hurt a lot and cause a lot of bleeding.

lit up as she pointed at Paisley. "Arrest her! She's

brings you to my house?" Reginald stepped forward to ask as

still bleeding heavily, but he seemed not to feel any

Ms.

so suddenly. They hadn't even called the

Marissa panicked. She pointed at Paisley. "You've got it

police didn't pay any attention to Marissa's protests and walked straight toward her, taking

now suspect that Ms. Marissa is involved in a failed

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

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

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