Chapter 9
The sight of Paisley holding a young girl in her arms sent a sharp flicker of tension through Mariya’s usually composed gaze.
Marissa’s mind raced as she struggled to process what she was seeing. “Why does she have a child with her? Whose child is this? Judging by her age, she must be arosimit three years old,”
Do you know that little girl!” Marissa’s voice tightened, the ridge of disbelief creeping in
Stella nodded solemnly. “Uh–huh. That naughty kid cling to Sommy yesterday, saying she was Sonny’s little sister
Linte sister? Could it be… Marissa forced herself to maintain composure as her theights spiraled. “And did Grayson believe her!”
“Of course not” Stella replied confidently, her chin lifting in defiance, Aunt Marissa, didn’t you say that every kid who tried to get close to Sonny in school had an ulterior motive! That was exactly what I told Somny yesterday, and now he can’t stand her
Stella paused, her voice tinged with smug satisfaction, Thus, I hit her yesterday. She deserved it for shamelessly trying to hold Sonny’s hand. Aunt Marissa, wasn’t I right to do that?”
Marissa exhaled slowly, her mind whirling ‘So Grayson doesn’t know this child. That’s one relief
“You did the right thing Marissa affirmed, her voice steady as she masked her unease. Encouraged, she pressed on. “Did Grayson happen to see this lady’s face!
Stella shook her head. “No, he only saw her back yesterday. I didn’t even see her face until just now.”
“Why do you ask. Aunt Marissa?” She tilted her head in confusion Could it be that Aunt Marissa is worried this pretty lady might wan Sonny over? Sensing her aunt’s tension, Stella quickly added, “Don’t worry. Sonny loves you. You’re his favorite. He keeps saying he can’t wait for you to marry Dominick so you can be his mom.”
Her attempt to reass
to reassure Marissa only deepened her aunt’s unease.
Marissa couldn’t help but wonder far, it seems Grayson hasn’t met Paisley. Hur with both children attending the same school, it’s only a matter of time. And that little girl… Is’sheaisley and Dominick’s child? Or someone else’s Paisley, you scheming wretch. I’ve underestimated you.”
Before Marissa could dwell further, Stella’s cheerful voice snapped her out of her daze
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