The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Paisley stood quietly behind the pair, not missing the shock that flashed across Christina and Brittany’s faces as they turned and saw her.

“P–Paisley“” Brittany blinked, a moment of surprise crossing her face before she quickly plastered on a grin, her voice overly bright. “When did you come bac

Paisley’s lips curled into a wry smile as she regarded Brittany’s feigned excitement. She scoffed under her breath, “I heard you became an actress. Your acting skills still need some work, though”

Brittany’s expression stiffened, her eyes narrowing with barely contained irritation before her eyes quickly turned stony.

Christina’s voice cut through the tension, sharp and communding. Paisley, what nonsense are you talking?” The woman who should have been overjoyed to see her own daughter after years of absence didn’t show an ounce of warmth. Instead, she immediately snapped at Paisley in favor of Brittany

Paisley’s eyes hardened, a coldness settling deep inside her chest. She had long since grown accustomed to Christina’s attitude and stopped expecting anything from her–or the Sullivan family, for that matter. She had learned years ago not to hold her breath.

“What are you doing here! This isn’t a place for someone like you” Christina said coldly, her words laced with disdain. “You chose to leave the family, remember! going to welcome you with open arms. Get out of here before you embarrass

“Don’t think that just because you’ve come craving back, we’re going yourself

“Mam don’t be like that Brittany interjected smoothly, her voice laced with faux sympathy. She gently looped her arm through Christina’s, her eyes glinting with a practiced understanding. Paisley’s probably just out of options. That’s why she came here, right?”

At that moment, Brittany still wore the same guise of the sweet, understanding adopted daughter. But Paisley had long since seen through the act, the layers of sweetness that had a much darker core.

A few years ago. Paisley might have been enraged by Brittany’s theatrics, by the way she played the part of the golden girl in front of the Sullivan family. But now, she was beyond caring.

The Sullivan family didn’t hold als power over her anymore–least of all Brittany

Christina looked at her like that, and her judgment was swift and harsh. To her, this was proof that Paisley hadn’t amounted to much in the outside world, that she had returned crawling to the Sullivan family in desperate need of a handout

Christina scoffed inwardly. She must have known she wouldn’t be able to get past the g to the mall. I bet that’s what happened

gated community, so she’s been lurking around, following us

As Paisley listened to Christina and Brittany, who seemed to be playing a perfect little duet of disdain, she couldn’t help but find it laughable. “Why did Lever waste so much energy trying to cars the love of people like this?

“It’s only when I stepped outside and looked at things from a distance that I realized what I once valued was just trash, nothing more.

Paisley walked up to the gown on display, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “You wanted to contact the owner of this gown, right?” She paused, letting her words hang in the air. “Well, I’m the one you’re looking for.”