The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 275

Faced with Julia's attempt to drive her away, Paisley remained unbothered. She sat there calmly, leisurely picking up her cup and continuing to sip the coffee.

Beside her, Linna's sharp gaze swept across everyone in the room.

"Ms. Sutton, I'm talking to you." Julia frowned, angered by Paisley's indifference. After all, Paisley hadn't even married into the Beaumont family yet, yet she was already ignoring Julia. If Paisley actually did become part of the Beaumont family, Julia feared that she could lose her ground to Paisley.

Paisley raised an eyebrow and said lightly, "I heard you."

Julia's face darkened. She thought, 'She heard it, but she still isn't leaving?'

Paisley couldn't leave just yet—she hadn't gotten the answers she was looking for.

"Paisy, unless I say so, no one can make you leave. Let's see who really runs this household," Diana said coldly, her eyes filled with icy resolve.

Julia's expression turned ugly. She looked toward Morris for help.

Morris had been raised by Diana. Even though they weren't related by blood, he still had to show Diana some respect. He couldn't openly go against her.

But Christina couldn't hold back any longer. "Paisley, while people are still being nice about it, you should leave. Don't upset Brittany."

Paisley took a slow sip of coffee, deliberately playing dumb. "Oh? You seem awfully afraid of me being here."

Christina's lips twitched slightly, as if she had been struck at her core. "Afraid? Why would I be? Who do you think you are? What right do you have to sit here?"

the one who should

Brittany deserved

her eyes full of sarcasm as she glanced at Brittany. "So, she's the only one who

yourself! Right now, you're not even worth a single toe of mine!" Brittany lifted her chin proudly. Finally, she could use her newfound status to put Paisley in her place. She was

chuckled, "Oh? That's a big

longer

let me tell you something. I am no longer the lowly adopted daughter of the Sullivan family. My birth mother is Byron's younger sister. My birth father is the head of the Godard family. In

murmured under her breath,

an

his

mind. A possibility

a wave of goosebumps across

but it was too late-Brittany had

thoughtful

the Levine mother and daughter were making my life miserable,

about to grab Paisley. But before she could

her path. His gaze was fierce, like a wolf in the middle of

that she stumbled backward,

presence and immediately shouted, "Security! Security! Who are these people?

Diana glared at the approaching security guards and stepped in front

are you still defending her?