The next morning, in the bedroom, Paisley carefully tended to Serena's wounds. Thankfully, Maria had gone back to Brightmoor for the weekend due to some family matters. If she saw Serena's wounds, she'd be heartbroken.
Maria had been with Paisley since the day Serena was born and practically raised Serena alongside Paisley. Her love for Serena was no less than a mother's.
Luckily, Serena's fall yesterday had only scraped her palms. If it had been worse, Paisley wouldn't have let go of Stella, who had hurt Serena.
As for the school, Paisley was far from done with them. She had already contacted her lawyer and planned to send a formal legal notice on Monday.
Gently disinfecting Serena's small hands, Paisley winced every time Serena flinched from the cotton ball's sting.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Paisley asked, her voice full of concern.
"It hurts, but I can handle it," Serena replied, biting her lip. Tears welled up in her shiny eyes, but she stubbornly held them back.
Once the bandages were on, Paisley pulled Serena into her arms and kissed her head. "Mommy will find you a new preschool. We're never going back there, okay?"
Running into Grayson at school had been the last thing Paisley expected because Grayson wasn't even enrolled in that preschool—he was at another elite school.
When choosing a school for Serena, Paisley had deliberately avoided any areas where she might cross paths with the Vanderbilt family. Yet somehow, fate had other plans.
"Mommy, it's alright. I can keep going there," Serena said softly.
Despite how awful the principal and some of the teachers were, she liked her teacher, Sophia, very much.
Serena continued, "Don't worry, Mommy. I won't bother Grayson anymore."
Hearing Grayson's name, Paisley sighed. "So, you snuck that painting out of my studio just to show it to Grayson, didn't you?"
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