The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 106

Around the corner, Marissa lurked in the shadows, her face darkening as she caught every word of the Vanderbilts' conversation. She headed back to the kitchen and dialed Jack's number.

Jack picked up almost immediately.

Marissa took a deep breath and asked, "Jack, could you reach out to Mr. Vaire's assistant again for me?"

"Look, Marissa, it's not that I don't want to help. I've tried everything, but they won't budge. The painting's not for sale, period. No amount of money's gonna change that," Jack said.

"It's fine if they won't sell. I just want to meet with Mr. Vaire, just once. That's all I'm asking."

"Well..."

"Money's not a problem."

"It's not about the money..." Jack sighed. "Alright, I'll see what I can do."

"Thanks, Jack."

After hanging up, Marissa stood still for a long moment, her gaze fixed on nothing in particular, her eyes glinting with cold calculation. She'd noticed how the Vanderbilts were starting to feel guilty about Paisley.

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The first rays of morning sunlight played across Paisley's face, making her stir. The sound of rustling fabric caught her attention. Opening her eyes, she found herself curled up on the couch with a plush throw blanket draped over her.

Paisley bolted upright, flipping off the blanket with a frustrated groan. Hurrying to Paul's bedside, she checked his condition. Relief washed over her as she observed his steady breathing, strong pulse, and healthy color, with no signs of any complications.

The bathroom door clicked open, and Dominick walked out, his face and hair still damp from washing up. "Hey, you're up," he said, his voice smooth and gentle.

"When did I fall asleep? Why didn't you wake me?" Paisley demanded. If Paul took a turn for the worse and they didn't catch it in time, all her hard work would be wasted.

"Don't worry. I'm wide awake," Dominick said, grabbing some tissues to dry his face. "If Grandpa's condition changes, I'll wake you up right away."

Paisley glanced at Dominick, noticing the telltale redness in his eyes that came from pulling an all-nighter. "Thanks for staying up." She turned back to check Paul one more time. "He should be waking up soon."