The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley)

Honestly, he wasn't sure what he was going to say next. Maybe, at that moment, he would have impulsively told her he was Serena's father.

But he was glad he didn't say it in the end. Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to face Paisley now.

The image he had left

in Paisley's mind was already bad enough. He didn't want to make it worse. Wanting to acknowledge his daughter was important, but Paisley meant more to him.

"Good. You should go back now, there are guests in the hospital room, it's not convenient for you to stay," Paisley said as she walked towards the room without even saying goodbye.

Dominick stood there, turning to look at Paisley's back with a sorrowful gaze.

Paisley returned to the hospital room, and Emery looked behind her, not seeing Dominick. "He left?"

"Yeah, he left." Paisley rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit tired.

She was indeed tired today, not physically, but mentally.

First, she had to go to the studio and handle the accumulated work urgently. Then, on her way

back, she ran into some things with the ladies' association. She barely had a moment to rest before meeting Dominick.noveldrama

Emery noticed Paisley didn't look too well, so she walked over and started massaging her shoulders.

When Emery touched Paisley's tense shoulders, she frowned, "Wow, your shoulders are even stiffer than mine after years of sewing. And your neck is so tight, haven't you been resting well lately?" After asking, Emery rolled her eyes. "Like you could get any rest." Paisley closed her eyes, enjoying Emery's massage. "It's fine, I have you to help me."

Emery chuckled. "Of course, my skills are the best. Hey, didn't Dominick take this doll with him?"

Paisley opened her eyes and saw the limited-edition doll beside Serena's bed.

"Mom, I said I don't want it. I already have one," Serena said.

Paisley picked it up and looked at it. "Yeah, Rena already has one of these."

She handed it to Emery. "Here, for your massage fee."

"I don't want

anything from that man. Besides, I'm too old to play with dolls." Emery threw the doll onto the side table with a look of disdain.

The next moment, Paisley's voice came up softly. "That doll is worth 400 thousand."

"Oh my!" Emery's face changed faster than a page turning. She rushed over to the side table, hugged the doll, inspecting it from all angles. "400 thousand"

"Yeah, Paisley nodded. "It's handmade by a famous designer. The eyes are made of gemstones, and the clothes are from luxury high-

end brands. See the logo? That's the brand." Emery started inspecting the logos on the doll and the clothes that came with it. After looking, she couldn't stop marveling.

"What kind of doll is this? The diamonds are real!" Emery held the doll, unable to speak for a long time. After a while, she finally said, "Rich people are crazy."

At this point, Maria couldn't stay calm anymore. "Paisy, are you saying that all the dolls Rena has at home are worth millions?" Maria's voice was full of disbelief.

While cleaning the house, she had thrown the dolls around without care. If she had known she was tossing around millions of dollars' worth of dolls, she would have been much more careful.

Paisley looked at Maria's pale face and smiled, "Not all of them are that expensive, some are cheap."

Even though Paisley said this, Maria decided to go back to the villa and carefully store all those dolls away.

In the hospital room, the atmosphere was harmonious. In contrast, the Sullivan family villa was a picture of gloom.