The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 277

Brittany remained indifferent, not caring in the slightest that she had offended Diana.

"Finally, the eyesore is gone," Brittany said with a shrug.

Then, glancing at Julia, who had been smiling politely the whole time, she ordered condescendingly, "Tell the staff that people like Paisley, that kind of filth, should never be allowed in again. We can't have them lowering the standards of the Beaumont family."

Julia kept her polite smile. "Understood."

Standing to the side, Morris watched Brittany, who, despite her young age and lack of presence, insisted on acting superior in front of them. A flash of disgust and contempt flickered in his eyes.

He thought, 'So this is what it looks like when a petty person gains power. If someone like her is truly the heir of the Godard family, then it is truly a disgrace to their lineage.

'But what does the Godard family's disgrace have to do with me? All I needed to do is maintain a good relationship with this so-called cousin. Whether she is real or fake, it doesn't matter.

'If she is real, all the better. If not, then I would deal with her and that clueless Sullivan family later. But judging by the confidence in this woman called Christina, who even dares to take a paternity test, she is probably telling the truth.

'Speaking of which, Christina is odd. She has such an outstanding biological daughter like Paisley, yet she seems completely indifferent. Blood ties are something inherent, an unbreakable bond for life.'

Sensing Morris's gaze, Christina turned her head and met his eyes.

Because Brittany's adoptive parents were well-respected, the entire Beaumont family treated her with courtesy. And yet, Christina felt a lingering sense of unease. That feeling had peaked the moment she laid eyes on Paisley.

She thought, 'No. That girl must not be allowed to live. She has narrowly escaped death this time. But next time, she must not be given another chance.'

"Mom," Brittany's impatient voice interrupted Christina's thoughts.

"Huh? What?" Christina snapped out of it, lifting her gaze to Brittany, still carrying a trace of murderous intent in her eyes.