The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 160

The restaurant's restroom had a garden-style design. The background music was the soothing sound of flowing water and birds chirping, with the pleasant aroma lingering in the air.

Paisley stood by the sink, taking a moment to collect herself. She still wasn't used to socializing in such complex circles. It wasn't that she couldn't handle it-she just didn't want to waste her energy on such meaningless interactions.

Just then, man walked out of the men's restroom while talking on the phone. "Come on, don't be mad. I'll be home tonight."

He was well-dressed, with a deep, magnetic voice and eyes full of amusement. From the tone of his voice, he was probably coaxing his girlfriend or wife.

"I just came to drop by my daughter's birthday party. I promised the kid I'd show up. Don't worry, I won't be staying the night-I'll be back in Brightmoor tonight.

"Yeah, yeah, that old hag disgusts me. She even has a scar on her stomach-I don't even want to touch her!

"You're the cutest, the prettiest. Alright, be good and wait for me tonight, love you!"

Paisley frowned. It was obvious that he wasn't talking to his wife or girlfriend but to his mistress.

After ending the call, the man walked over to the sink to wash his hands, finally noticing Paisley standing there. His eyes lit up instantly. "Hey, you look familiar. Have we met before?"

Paisley felt repulsed and quickly washed her hands. The man, however, wasn't discouraged. Instead, his smile deepened. He pulled a business card from his pocket and offered it to her. "This is my private number. Give me a call if you're interested."

At that moment, Isabella happened to be walking toward the restroom and saw the whole interaction. She immediately recognized the man standing next to Paisley. It wasn't just anyone-it was Millie's father, Nate.

away before turning and rushing back excitedly to Vivian. "Why are you in such a hurry?" Vivian asked, looking at Isabella with slight disdain.

of the woman-considering her short-sighted, obsessed with petty gains, and nothing more than a gossiping

glanced around before leaning in closer to Vivian and

full of happiness. "Oh, my

her next words.

for a brief

his business card. He even told her to call him if

you just say?" Vivian's voice rose sharply, catching the attention of those around her. She quickly lowered it again, glaring at Isabella.

slander Mr. Morgan? We know what kind of person he

cast a meaningful glance toward Serena, who was playing with

"What are you trying to

is young and beautiful, and she's raising a child alone. Didn't you once say

is such a gentleman-how could he possibly see through those women's tricks? Ms. Sutton must have said something to him, which is why he gave her his card. If they keep in touch, then-" Isabella hadn't finished, but Vivian was already unable to sit still. She had originally planned

changed her mind. "What's wrong, Mrs. Morgan? Don't worry, I'm on your side.

she needed to teach her a lesson. But just a little punishment wouldn't be enough-not enough for her to learn, not enough for it to

gaze shifted toward Serena, who

Cloud Crest Reserve. To prevent the children from accidentally knocking it over, the expensive wine bottle had

to show off. She had deliberately placed the rare bottle in the most prominent spot,

Cloud Crest Reserve was incredibly expensive. Even though her husband was the general manager of Cloud Crest Brightmoor division, it wasn't something they could just bring home whenever they