The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley)

Seeing people looking at them, Christina reminded, "Alright, let's go home first."

It wasn't until Brittany was leaving the police station with Christina and Gregory that she saw a man waiting for her outside. The man wasn't very tall, but his imposing demeanor made him look far from ordinary, Worried that he might smell the stench on her, Brittany instinctively took a step back. But even then, the sharp-

nosed Dylan smelled something and couldn't help but frown. "This must be Brittany, right?"

Christina really didn't want to bring Brittany to see Byron in such a state, so she said to Dylan, "I'll take Brittany home to change

clothes and freshen up, then we'll take her to see Byron."

Dylan looked at Brittany who was a mess and nodded. Anyway, he had found the person in the picture.

"I'll see you later. Get some rest, Brittany," Dylan respectfully nodded and left.

Brittany looked at the unfamiliar man in confusion. Once he got into his car and left, she turned to Christina and asked, "Mom, who was that man?"

"We'll talk about it at home." The entrance to the police station wasn't the right place for this conversation, so Christina and Gregory took Brittany back to the Sullivan family's villa.

As soon as Brittany stepped into the villa, she noticed that it looked completely different. The antique paintings and calligraphy that were once displayed were gone. The place was messy as if it had been ransacked. She looked around but couldn't find the housekeeper. "Mom, where's the housekeeper?" she asked, wanting them to prepare her bath.

Gregory looked slightly awkward. "I dismissed them."

However, his discomfort didn't last long-

he knew it wouldn't be long before he could live a life of luxury again.

"Brittany, take a bath and change your clothes. Once you're ready, we have something to tell you," Christina urged, while she herself went to handle another matter.

She walked to her room and made a phone call. By the time the call ended, Brittany had finished her bath and come downstairs,

"What? Mom, are you saying that I'm the sole bloodline of the Godard family?" Brittany was in disbelief, thinking she must

have misheard. She kept grabbing Chris asking for confirmation.

"Yes!" Gregory hoped to rebuild their bond. "Your mother and I have already met with the patriarch of the Beaumont family. This matter is practically set in stone. As long as you and your biological father complete the DNA test, you'll officially be recognized as part of the family."

Brittany listened to Gregory's explanation, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she turned to Christina.

Christina nodded firmly. "Not only are you the sole heir

of the Godard family, but you're also a distinguished member of the Beaumont family."

"Really? Is that true?" Brittany's eyes lit up with joy as she imagined a future where Dominick revolved around her and Paisley knelt at her feet.

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Meanwhile, in the hospital room, Paisley sneezed and casually rubbed her nose. "Ah-chool"

"Paisy, are you catching a cold?" Maria asked.noveldrama

"I'm fine, just a ticklish nose." Lately, her nose had been itching a lot.

Maria put down the items in her hands and said, "I noticed the house next door was dark when I got back earlier. It seems Max has left Harrowfell. I wonder if he'll come back." Paisley didn't pay it much attention. She picked up her bag, ready to leave. "Maria, I'm heading to the film set. I'll be back tonight."

“Alright," Maria replied, though she felt a vague sense of unease watching Paisley leave.