The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 284

Max's embrace came without warning, and Paisley's body tensed up instinctively.

It had been a long time since she had been this close to a man, and she wasn't used to it at all, especially when it was someone like Max.

Feeling her stiffness, Max subtly scanned their surroundings. His lips, however, pressed lightly against her ear as he whispered, "I'm sorry. This is just for show. Please bear with it for a moment."

Paisley knew he was putting on an act for the lookouts watching them. Otherwise, she would have slapped him the moment he touched her.

"Alright, I understand," she responded softly, unaware that as she spoke, her lips brushed against the edge of Max's ear.

The lookouts outside couldn't hear what they were saying. To them, it simply looked like a couple whispering sweet nothings.

Over the years, countless people had tried to break apart Max and Tyson's hold over the Godard family from within. But this father and son pair were both notoriously disciplined. Not a single woman had ever successfully gotten close to them.

They gossiped, "Who would've thought? Max usually acts puritanical, but now he's all lovey-dovey with a woman."

"I thought Max and Tyson had some deep bond, but it looks like that's not the case. Tyson's on his deathbed, and Max is still lingering at the door with his girlfriend."

"Adoptive father and son? Please, it's just a relationship of mutual exploitation."

Max had always been Tyson's pawn, used to balance out the other members of the Godard family. And Max, in turn, had hoped to use Tyson to climb the ranks.

In this world, even biological fathers and sons could turn against each other for personal gain-let alone an adoptive father and son with no blood ties.

Seeing Max and his girlfriend embracing, those who were watching became even more convinced that Tyson's days were numbered.

At first, they had thought Max brought his girlfriend to see Tyson one last time. But now, it seemed more like he knew Tyson was no longer of use and had simply brought her along so they could leave together.

place in the Godard family. He might even be in danger. Anyone in his

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had just received the news.

raised his wine glass, standing by the window as he offered a toast to the distance. His

downed the drink in one

of warmth from his throat to his stomach before

and glancing at the label. "No wonder my brother liked this premium craft wine. The taste really is

Crest Winery that makes it is right here in Brightmoor. If you like it, Mr. Godard, I'll

his subordinate with a smile. "You just don't get it. Premium

"How could

and grinned obsequiously, thinking that before long, the entire Godard family would belong to

and turned to his subordinate. "Are the doctors in

assured, Mr.

"That's enough for today. Tomorrow morning, we'll go visit

Godard family by blood—why should he be above me? He's had his time. Now, it's time for

the mansion, after their brief embrace, Paisley

was a classic early 20th-century manor. Though renovated, its structure remained sturdy. The interior still retained its old-world charm-simple and understated, yet undeniably

vintage house like this was not cheap in Brightmoor, and not just anyone could own one. Even Paisley, who was practically a local powerhouse in Brightmoor, had never owned such

interested in vintage houses-she found maintenance and renovations too much of a hassle. Second, these houses were

them as

thought it was

such a quiet environment, like the one owned by the

that made

floors, with an attic at the top. Paisley followed Max, stepping onto the

this moment, Max