Chapter 98
His voice was barely above a whisper, but it sent chills down everyone’s spine.
by Dominick’s harsh words,
“But it’s her fault, Kayla whined, pointing at Paisley, feeling stung by i
That was when Dominick finally noticed Paisley standing there. For a split second, the hard lines between h just as quickly, his expression darkened again.
“What are you doing here? Dominick’s voice was ice cold.
“Looking for someone” Paisley gave him the same answer as before.
“Who?”
Paisley didn’t even bother to look at him. “None of your business.”
She tried to
walk n
his brows softened at the sight of her. But
past, but Dominick grabbed her wrist. “Look, Paisley, I dont care why you’re here. This isn’t a place you should be. Just go home.” Everyone here today was from the Vanderbilt family, and Lauren and Kayla especially had it out for Paisley. Being here alone wasn’t going to end
well for her.
is grip, clearly
clearly annoyed.
“Let go” Paisley yanked her arm free from his
Dominick frowned. Paisley. Stop making a scene.”
“Making a scene?” Paisley thought. There he goes again with that same old line
Paisley laughed in disbelief, “Gosh, Dominick, you really need someone to knock some sense into y
you.”
“You” Dominick sputtered, 100 angry to form words.
Marissa’s eyes darkened for a split second when she saw Paisley and Dominick standing together, but she quickly pulled herself together
With the poise of someone who affeady saw herself as the future wife, she glided over to Dominick’s side. “Ms. Sutton, we’re all having a really rough day here. If you keep pushing this, I’ll have no choice but to call security”
Reginald, trying to avoid making an even bigger scene in front of the whole Vanderbilt clan, addressed Paisley with forced politeness, “Ms. Sutton, please leave. Let’s not make this any messier than it needs to be.”
Paisley didn’t even bother acknowledging any of them. She just pulled out her phone and started dialing. T here. Where are you? Her voice crackled through the phone, tinged with irritation. “Come get me now.”
Within seconds, the door at the end of the hallway burst open. Everyone turned in surprise to see Charles hobbling toward them as fast as his aging legs could carry him, a look of desperate eagerness plastered across his face.
“Mr. Hansen, what a
are you doing out here? Marissa called out in concern. “Is your mentor here? Where is she? I can go meet her.”
But Charles couldn’t care less about Maris right now. The tone in Pailey’s voice over the phone had been off–she was dehnitely pissed. “Mr. Hansen, you “Reginald tried to get his attention, but he just breezed right past him.
Instead, Charles scurried straight up to Paisley, slightly out of breath but still managing to flash his most ingratiating s could make it!
Mile. “Ms. Sutton, so glad you
Wait, Paisley as his mentor? Reginald thought. His face was still frozen in the pulite expresion held had while talking to Charles. Seeing Charles
such deep respect to Paisley lud him completely shaken.
her head
“Mr. Hansen what are you even saying? Marissa felt like her brain was short–circuiting, a wein buzzing filling her h Kayla and
might as well have been turned to stone. They couldn’t even manage to make their faces work properly. “So the patient you called me here to see is from the Vanderbilt family?” Paisley’s voice cut through the tension. “Um…yeah. He’s from the Vanderbilt family. Charles could practically feel the anger rolling off Paisley in wave
“Why didn’t you tell me somer? Paisley’s voice cond’ve frozen hell over.
“Well, you never asked…” Churles mumbled, looking like a kicked puppy.
Paisley scoffed, feeling like she’d been played for a fool. This was such a waste of her time. Without another word, she spun on her heel to leave.
Chapter 98.
“Wait. Ms. Sutton, please don’t go, Charles called out in a panic, rushing to block her path. “Come on, you’re already here. At least go see Mr. Paul Vanderbilt before you leave.
Taul?” Paisley thought. The name stopped Paisley in her tracks. An image flashed through her mind–Paul’s warm, genuine smile beaming at her Among all the Vanderbilts, he’d been one of the rare few who’d actually shown her real kindness.
“Mr. Hansen….she’s your mentor?” Marissa snapped out of her daze, staring at Charles in disbelief. She silently prayed he’d tell her what she wanted to hear. There was no way Paisley could be his mentor.
But reality had other plans, and the truth hit like a ton of bricks. Charles nodded without hesitation. “That’s right. Ms. Sutton is my mentor.”
