The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 120

Diana understood and thought, 'So Kayla is warning me not to compete with her.'

Seeing that Diana didn't respond, Kayla continued, "Marissa even used her connections to invite Mr. Vaire. Once I win that painting, Mr. Vaire will sign it for me."

Diana raised an eyebrow and looked at Marissa. "Did you invite that artist?"

Although Diana didn't understand oil painting, she was knowledgeable about art, especially valuable art.

Nion's painting was one of those valuable artworks, which was why it had an unusually high price. One reason was that Nion's painting was indeed beautiful, and the other was that Nion never publicly revealed himself, maintaining an air of mystery.

When Diana asked this, Marissa began to feel guilty. The reason she said so was to make Kayla more grateful to her. But in reality, Nion had not been invited by her at all. Marissa hadn't even met Nion. He had decided to attend on his own accord.

However, Marissa had already boasted about her connections to Kayla, so she couldn't confess now. Marissa ambiguously replied, "I do have some connections that can reach Nion."

Upon hearing this, Diana didn't press further, thinking, 'After all, Marissa had been with the Vanderbilt family for so long. She having some connections isn't surprising.'

After taking a deep breath, Marissa looked back. Once she confirmed that someone was seated in Nion's spot, she breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned back, it seemed she caught sight of a familiar figure.

'Paisley?' Marissa was startled. Now, whenever she thought of Paisley, she would have a stress response, thinking, 'Could Paisley be here too?'

But when Marissa widened her eyes to look closely, that figure had already disappeared. She looked in other directions and, after confirming there was no sign of Paisley, finally relaxed.

Marissa thought, 'It seems I was too sensitive and saw things. How could I mistake any woman with Paisley?

Of course, it was not her. Paisley has no right to enter this hall. The guests present were all verified wealthy individuals, each worth at least a hundred million dollars. Paisley couldn't possibly be among them.'

Since Paisley's paintings wouldn't be auctioned for a while, she took them out. "It's no problem. I was just idle anyway."

The last girl to come out of the restroom was named Annie. She had never been in such a clean restroom and looked curious. "It smells so good in here, and there are no bugs, and it doesn't freeze my butt."

Seeing that Annie's clothes were not neatly put on, Paisley wanted to help her fix it, but one of the teachers beat her to it.

"No, Ms. Sutton. How could I let you do this? Annie, how come you can't even put your clothes on properly?" Although the teacher complained, her actions were gentle. Paisley could see that the two teachers genuinely cared for these children.

Just then, a sharp female voice suddenly rang out. "Gosh. Who are you? How did you get in here? You've made this place filthy."

Paisley frowned, feeling that the voice was quite familiar. She turned her head and saw Kayla without surprise.