The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 135

The next morning, by a sparsely populated road, a taxi was parked there, and Jeremy, who had stayed up all night, was sitting in the car yawning.

Before long, another taxi stopped by the roadside, and Marissa, with a mask on her face, got out and climbed into Jeremy's car.

"Marissa, why did you call me out so early? What's the matter? I was looking forward to going back to catch up on sleep," Jeremy complained while yawning.

"Did you gamble all night again?" Marissa mocked.

"Is that really gambling? I was just having some fun with friends," Jeremy argued defensively.

Marissa did not want to argue with Jeremy. After the taxi that brought her left, she darkened her expression and got straight to the point. "I want that woman dead."

Jeremy was taken aback. "Who?"

"Paisley, Dominick's ex-wife." Marissa now had a stress response whenever she mentioned Paisley's name, fearing that Paisley might pop up from somewhere.

Jeremy was not surprised to hear this. He chuckled, "I told you to get rid of her a long time ago. It would solve everything."

"Yes." Marissa regretted not having killed Paisley sooner. "I'll leave this matter to you. Find reliable people to do it. After it's done, you can have whatever you want."

"As long as you become the mistress of the Vanderbilt family, I'll have everything." Jeremy had a clear mind.

"Exactly, then the entire Vanderbilt family will be mine." Marissa's eyes were filled with longing. She seemed to envision her future self standing above everyone, ruling the world.