The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 142

"Where's the remote? Give me the remote." Ignoring Kayla's question, Marissa frantically searched near the TV for the remote, her behavior erratic, as if her soul had been taken by something.

Kayla stepped forward and grabbed Marissa, and her eyes were bloodshot with rage. "I'm asking you a question! Why? Our whole family trusted you so much! Are you worthy of us?"

Marissa looked up, her eyes bloodshot. "Kayla, can you help me find the remote? Let's turn off the TV, this is all fake, it's not real, I'm being framed, someone is trying to frame me!"

"Why are you looking for the remote now? Is this really the time to be looking for a remote?" Tears uncontrollably streamed from Kayla's eyes.

She was so angry, angry at herself for being such a fool. Trusting Marissa completely, unconditionally supporting her. And the result? All she got was a foolish lie.

The video on the TV hadn't ended. It quickly switched to the next one, and the date displayed was today.

"Sir, where are you driving to?" It was Paisley's voice.

Dominick's eyes shook violently, and his hawk-like gaze shot toward the TV.

"It's Paisley! It's Paisley's voice!" Paul was emotional. Without waiting for the servant's help, he pushed his wheelchair forward, wanting to get closer to the TV. "Paisley is in danger!"

The Vanderbilt family momentarily put aside their anger and turned their attention back to the screen. The video showed only the road ahead, and nothing inside the car was visible. Everyone had to judge based on the sounds.

Dominick had been to Paisley's house. He could tell this wasn't a road heading in her direction. His heart skipped a beat, and he continued calling Paisley, but the phone kept ringing without being answered.

Soon, Paisley's voice appeared again on the video. "What's your goal?"

"You'll find out soon." This time it was a man's voice, and everyone recognized it—it was the voice of the man who had conspired with Marissa to murder, her cousin, Jeremy.

The two people in the video fell into silence again, and everyone in the Vanderbilt family felt nervous.

The next second, Paisley's voice was heard again. "It's okay, Rena, don't be scared. The driver is just playing with us."

"Goodness!" The Vanderbilt family members, especially the women, couldn't help but gasp in shock. Her child is in the car too. This is insane! Has she really gone so far as to hurt a woman and her child?

The Vanderbilt family now looked at Marissa, feeling like they were staring at a snake that was expertly camouflaging itself—so terrifying that it sent chills down their spines.

"No, this has nothing to do with me. No! Don't look, don't look!" Marissa broke down. She couldn't find the remote to move the TV, so she couldn't turn it off.

"Don't look. It's all fake. I'm being framed. Someone's trying to set me up." Her eyes darted around, locking onto a jade ornament by the TV stand with a menacing glare.

Like a hungry mad dog seeing a bone, she quickly grabbed the ornament and smashed it against the TV.

One smash wasn't enough. She hit it a second time, until the screen went completely black and no sound could be heard. Only then did she weakly throw the ornament aside, her body sliding down the wall, head lowered, her expression unreadable.