The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 273

Julia and Brittany walked into the flower hall arm in arm, their actions intimate.

Behind them were Morris, along with Gregory and Christina, both wearing ingratiating smiles.

When Brittany saw Paisley sitting leisurely in the flower hall, having coffee with Diana, her smile immediately disappeared.

"Paisley, why are you here?" Brittany asked directly, her displeasure evident. She didn't even bother pretending anymore.

Paisley remained seated, quietly watching Brittany before shifting her gaze to Christina and Gregory at the back. She thought, 'Perfect-all the key players are here.'

Christina hadn't expected to see Paisley here. The moment she spotted her, her expression froze, then she strode forward.

Her voice was icy, her eyes filled with wariness and venom. "Why are you here? What are you trying to do?"

Diana looked at Christina with annoyance, disgusted by her rudeness. "Paisy is my guest. Do you have a problem with that?"

open hostility, completely ignoring Diana. "Leave now. Brittany and

was furious. She slammed the table. "How dare you! Who do you think you are, barging in here and telling my guest to

Christina any further. Instead, she turned to Morris and Julia. "What's going on with you two? Where did you find these unlucky fools? And you,

people this mother and daughter are at the Ladies' Association last time? Why are you still associating with them? You're embarrassing the Beaumont

refer to them in a disrespectful way, Christina and Brittany looked

the past, if something like this happened, Gregory would have been the first to apologize. But this time, he stood beside Morris without a hint of fear, as if he had newfound

don't know yet?" Julia looked at Diana with a

with Brittany. It was as if they had known each other for a long time and

full of disbelief. "If something is this big, why did no one tell me?" She knew that the Godard family had sent people to ask their for help

Enya's daughter, and she didn't believe it to be so fast. She

was that this so-called cousin turned out to

shouted, "That's impossible. Don't joke about this-it's

thought, 'This concerns the bloodline of the

How could they

proper proof? Besides, I am still the matriarch of the Beaumont family. How could something this significant