The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 137

Paisley took out the earplugs she always carried in her bag, one by one, and put them in Serena's ears. She didn't want Serena to hear the upcoming conversation between her and the driver—or rather, the criminal.

"Do you want money? You can name a price, anything, as long as you let my daughter and me go," she said.

She didn't know the person, but he clearly had bad intentions toward her and Serena. This meant that this person had either acted on a whim or had been hired by someone. So, she needed to figure out which one it was.

When the person heard Paisley, he laughed, "Money? Can you offer more than the Vanderbilt family did?"

The person was overly confident and just didn't take Paisley seriously, thinking she couldn't do anything. He openly mentioned the Vanderbilt family.

This meant that this person knew, to some extent, about her connection with the Vanderbilt family. Or, perhaps the one behind this was someone from within the Vanderbilt family.

And within the Vanderbilt family, there was one person who wanted to kill her the most.

"What's your relationship with Marissa?" she asked.

Jeremy, the driver, was stunned. He didn't expect that the woman would quickly think of Marissa. But with things having reached this point, with the mother and daughter doomed, he had nothing left to hide.

"You really are smart. No wonder Marissa is so eager to kill you!" he said.

So it was indeed Marissa! She probably wanted to kill her and Serena because of Dominick.

That bastard had put her and her daughter in danger.

"Let me emphasize once again that I have nothing to do with Dominick. I won't reconcile with him. So what you're doing is meaningless," she said.

Jeremy shook his head. "No, you don't understand. Your very existence is a mistake. Only when you disappear completely will Dominick give up."

Paisley gritted her teeth. "What you're doing is illegal. Do you know that? If you take a life, you won't be able to clear your name for the rest of your life!"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Jeremy shrugged indifferently. "It's not the first time I've killed someone. I didn't get caught last time, and I won't get caught this time either!

"Marissa will rise to power once you're dead. When she becomes the lady of the Vanderbilt family, protecting someone will be a piece of cake for her."

Paisley watched as the car veered further off course, the man in the driver's seat growing more menacing by the second. Her hand slowly reached into her bag to grab her phone and call for help.

Noticing Paisley's silence, Jeremy glanced at the rearview mirror and sneered, "Don't even think about calling for help. There's a signal jammer in the car."

Paisley was devastated hearing his words. It was clear he had come prepared—an experienced hand at this.

'Stay calm, stay calm! Paisley, you can't panic. You still have your daughter to protect!' Paisley thought to herself.

Right then, Serena looked at her with innocent eyes. "Mommy, when will we get home?" Because of her earplugs, Serena's voice was unusually loud.