Chapter 185
“Gary, what did you just call Paisley? Brittany stammered, panic creeping into her voice.
“Ms. Vaire.“Gary walked over to Paisley’s side. “She’s Nion, the screenwriter. What? Brittany, you didn’t know?”
As Gary stood beside Paisley, the rest of the production crew, who had harbored grievances against Brittany, silently aligned themselves with Paisley.
They didn’t have much power, but they could at least make their stance known.
Brittany’s face turned pale, then livid. Seeing the entire crew rally around Paisley, her breathing grew rapid with anger. “That’s impossible! Paisley is an uneducated fool! She didn’t even go to school How could she possibly be Nion”
Brittany refused to believe it. How could she! She had always looked down on Paisley, viewing her as an illiterate stray who had spent years wandering before being dragged back to the Sullivan family by the police.
It was this perception that had allowed her to drive a wedge between Paisley and their parents. After all, who wouldn’t prefer a cultured, obedient, and thoughtful daughter?
“That’s right! I know exactly what Paisley is like Christina chimed in, unwilling to accept the truth. “There’s no way she’s better than Brittany!” “Whether you believe it or not, it’s the truth” Gary said, his tone resolute. “Paisley is Nion, and we have a contract to prove it
Seeing the Sullivan family’s shocked expressions, Cary couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
“You-“Gregory looked at Paisley hesitantly, his once furious eyes now filled with confusion.
He’d heard the name Nion mentioned countless times by Brittany, According to her, Nion was an extraordinary, top–tier screenwriter whose works were always blockbusters. Every actor in her productions became an overnight sensation.
This was why Brittany had gone to such lengths, leveraging Dominick’s connections to secure the lead role in Nion’s latest project. Could it be that this extraordinary screenwriter was Paisley?
Brittany noticed the shift in Gregory’s demeanor and seethed with frustration, her gaze toward Paisley turning darker and more venomous.
“So what if you’re Nion? You can’t stop me from taking this role! Do you have the guts to go up against capital? If you don’t want things to end horribly for you, beg me! Maybe I’ll let you stay in this industry!”
Her words served as a stark reminder to everyone present–she was Dominick’s chosen woman, someone with immense power behind her Gary tensed, casting a worried glance at Paisley. He knew Paisley had been trying to uncover the identity of Brittany’s backer, and today might finally provide the answer. But with the way things had escalated, he feared Dominick might retaliate against Paisley.
“Huh? What’s going on here?” Just then, a child’s confused voice broke the tension. Grayson entered the room, looking disgruntled. He’d had a stomachache earlier and suspected it might have been caused by the food.
Fortunately, Dominick had assured him they could leave after speaking with his so–called grandparents.
Grayson wrinkled his nose in disdain as he walked in but suddenly caught sight of Paisley out of the corner of his eye. His face lit up, and he turned excitedly. Sure enough, it was her
“Mom!” he shouted, running toward Paisley and throwing himself into her arms. “Mom, I finally found you!”
“Dad” Grayson turned back to Dominick, who had just entered. “It’s Mom She’s here!”
“Paisley.” Dominick stood stunned, staring at the woman in front of him. After a brief moment of shock, he quickly stepped forward and, ignoring Paisley’s resistance, forcefully pulled her into his arms. “I missed you so much. Where did you go?”
