Chapter 149

An elderly woman stepped out, eyeing them warily.

"We're here to see the family living here," Dominick said politely, nodding slightly.

The elderly woman frowned, "Who are you, and why are you looking for Paisley and her daughter?" Realizing she knew Paisley's name, Dominick softened his tone even further. "I'm her husband, and this is our son.'

The woman's eyes narrowed sharply. "Husband? Don't give me that nonsense! Paisley doesn't have a husband! Don't try to fool me!"

Dominick felt a pang in his chest but explained calmly, "I'm her ex-husband. This child is indeed ours. I'm not lying. Do you know where Paisley is?"

'Could she still not have returned?' he wondered.

Last night, he had tried every possible way to contact Paisley but failed. When he went to the police station, she had already left.

He assumed she was still upset, so he decided to give her the night to cool down before coming to see her today. But as expected, he was met with a closed door once again.

After knocking for a long time, Dominick couldn't get Paisley to come out, but he did manage to get the old neighbor lady to answer the door.

He didn't want to admit he was Paisley's ex-husband, and he resented Paisley in his heart for telling the neighbors everything, even their personal matters like their marriage and divorce.

Upon hearing Dominick's explanation, the old lady felt disgusted. "Oh! You're the one Maria talked about, the scumbag ex-husband of Paisy?"

Dominick was shocked. "I'm not a scumbag, I—"

The old lady interrupted

worthless ex-husband who can't get rid of his childhood sweetheart, and the other is a thankless son who prefers others over his own mother! And you still say

to listen to a woman scold him. After all,

lady shrank back but knew he wouldn't do anything to her. She puffed out her chest and said,

skipped a beat. "Where did she move

stared at him. "She

self-awareness. Stop knocking,

old lady slammed the door shut. She was

Maria wouldn't have moved out with Paisy, and she would have

by the loud door slam. He tugged at Dominick's hand, "Dad,

couldn't accept being abandoned by Paisley

at the tightly shut door, silent. Only his

his eyes full of endless

Vanderbilt Manor first and then go to work. As father and son walked into the Vanderbilt

Dominick

and was momentarily stunned before quickly replying, "It's Ms. Prescott's

dragging her frail body, holding the

ultimate victims, we can't help you," Lauren said, sitting on the sofa, clearly annoyed by the elderly woman and child kneeling in front of

of the Vanderbilt family, aren't you? Isn't it just a matter of you saying one word? Please, help us, save Marissa and Jeremy. I can't live without my daughter,

tearfully, kowtowing, her

her hand on the sofa. "What do you mean it's just a matter of one word? I'm not that powerful. Your daughter and nephew are guilty of attempted murder, a serious

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