Chapter 63
“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine,” Dominick said. He crouched in front of Marissa, trying to check if she was hurt.
Marissa, however, ignored her pain a and threw herself into his arms. “Dom. I was so scared just now… Her voice trembled as she clung to him.
Dominick hesitated, his arms awkwardly suspended in mid–air. But seeing her disheveled and crying so miserably, he finally softened. He wrapped Is arms around her back and gently reassured her. “It’s okay. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
As he spoke, his gaze instinctively flicked toward Paisley. She didn’t so much as glance his way. By now, she had dismounted her horse and was bughing with her daughter. His face darkened at the sight, and he felt a faint pang of discomfort gnawing at him.
Grayson’s sobbing voice broke the moment, asking. “How exactly did you fall off the horse, Marissa?” He looked genuinely concerned. At the same time, a sense of confusion lingered–after all, that white horse had been personally selected by their father. It couldn’t possibly have gone wild.
Alexis chimed in, “Yeah. Why would a perfectly calm horse suddenly spook!”
This wasn’t just
- just any place—it was Axion Enterprises newly opened high–end club. Its clientele consisted exclusively of the elite, and to cater to them, every horse here had been meticulously chosen. While their abilities might vary, their temperaments were guaranteed. Something like this simply shouldn’t have happened.
Marissa buried her face in Dominick’s chest, crying pitifully. Alexis suddenly had a lightbulb moment. Like someone who’d uncovered a big secret, she exclaimed “Could someone have sabotaged you, Marissa!”
Alexis‘ words immediately drew attention. With dramatic flair, she turned to look at Paisley, who was entirely uninvolved in the commotion. The implication was obvious. Everyone’s gaze followed hers, landing on Paisley
To justify Alexis suspicion, Marissa stopped crying at that exact moment. Her eyes were red as she choked out, “Ms. Sutton, I get that you wanted to win, but this was such a low blow.”
“So it really was her. Alexis shot to her feet, taking on the role of Marissa’s fiercely loyal best friend. She stormed over to Paisley with righteous indignation.
Paisley chuckled coldly, visibly unimpressed. She handed Serena back to Maria and strolled over. Towering over Marissa. Paisley looked down at her messy state and sneered, “Are you saying I made you fall off your horse?”
Paisley always knew Marissa was scheming, but she had assumed Marissa’s petty tricks were limited to stirring up drama between her and Dominick. She hadn’t expected Marissa to stoop so low, to the point of harming herself.
She was sure that fall earlier must have hurt Marissa badly. Luckily, the ground in that area was soft, with no rocks nearby. Otherwise, Marissa would we suffered far more
However, Paisley realized she had underestimated just how low Marissa could stoop. She had assumed that Marissa made the horse go berserk simply to disrupt the race and avoid admitting defeat. But Paisley hadn’t expected the real bombshell to be waiting right here.
Grayson suddenly rushed over and shoved Paisley hard. Spreading his arms protectively in front of Marissa, he shouted, “It’s definitely you. You’re the one who hurt Marissa. You’re nothing but a wicked woman.”
He then reflected bitterly, ‘Back then, it was Paisley who gave Marissa that cake with mango in it, causing the allergic reaction that nearly cost Marissa her life and landed her in the hospital. Afterward, Paisley tried to avoid responsibility by insisting on divorcing Dad.
a way to let you down.
And now, she almost got Marissa killed again. You really can’t expect anything good from Paisley. She always finds a w Paisley stumbled back after being shoved by Crayson. The anger burning in his gaze immediately reminded her of the day before her birthday four
years ago.
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