The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 162

Paisley felt that Vivian's mood was off, but she didn't pursue it further. She carried Serena and walked out of the crowd to their corner to grab her phone.

Isabella quickly followed. "Mrs. Morgan, keep an eye on her, don't let her run off."

Paisley shot a sideways glance at Isabella and then asked Vivian, "What's the retail price of this wine?" Vivian laughed, "Ms. Sutton, are you okay? Are you really that clueless, or are you just pretending? Do you know the value of this bottle? You're asking about the retail price? If we're going by retail price, you couldn't even afford an empty bottle."

Paisley knew about Cloud Crest Reserve's market markup, but this wasn't something she could control. "Alright, then how much is it?"

"200 grand," Vivian said directly, confident that Paisley wouldn't have 200 grand. She was determined to humiliate this woman and make her beg for mercy.

Paisley frowned, "200 grand?"

That was over ten times, a bit much. Looked like she needed to talk to Lucy about this. The market markup was getting too much, and it was not good for the brand.

She wasn't directly in charge of the winery's operations. That was handled by a professional manager Lucy hired. She just needed to review reports periodically and occasionally craft a batch of premium wine herself.

Vivian sneered, "Don't have it? Well, you could always-" Just as she finished speaking, Vivian's phone made a loud notification sound for a payment.

loud that nearly everyone in the room heard it. Before Vivian could finish her sentence, she froze. She quickly grabbed her phone to

Vivian couldn't get a

other parents were also stunned, not expecting Paisley to transfer the 200 grand so

muttered jealously after the shock wore off.

in dealing with Vivian. She was more concerned about Serena, feeling that something was off with

bottle of wine. Serena had always been raised with abundance, and

speak. She just pursed her lips, tears rolling down her

was surprised to see the disgusting man who had

quickly stood up to

Millie's father, the so-called

of wine on the ground, his face contorted with anger. "I'm asking

broken?" Vivian looked embarrassed and lowered her voice as she tried to explain to her husband. "I'm sorry, honey. I didn't expect this to happen." Then she pointed at Paisley. "It was that child who broke it." Nate followed her

tried to mediate again. "Mr. Morgan, please don't be upset. Ms. Sutton has

worker would have to work for years

made him angrier. "200 grand? A mere 200 grand

gentle demeanor nowhere to be seen. "Do you even know that