Chapter 57
Out of the corner of her eye, Paisley noticed the group entering the field but paid them no mind. She continued
riding the horse leisurely with Serena.
Paisley figured the area was big enough for everyone-they could do their thing, and she and Serena could enjoy
their own twithout getting in each other's way.
However, Paisley's hope for mutual noninterference didn't last long. Someone seemed determined to disrupt her
peace.
As she circled back to her starting point, Marissa approached her with a smile. "Could | trouble you to leave for
now? There are a lot of us, and we need this area for our activities.
Seated on the horse, Paisley let the small brown horse's hooves thud against the ground rhythmically. "No." Her
answer was blunt and to the point.
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Marissa's expression darkened, and her tone carried a faint threat as she said, "You'd better leave now, or it'll get
embarrassing for you later."
"Oh? Is that so?" Paisley replied casually.
She thought, 'I'm actually curious. How exactly does Marissa plan to embarrass me? Surely, she wouldn't
announce in public that I'm Dominick's mysterious ex-wife.
'No, she'd want to keep my existence as hidden as possible. But besides that, there's nothing connecting us. So,
what else could she do to humiliate me?'
Marissa hadn't expected Paisley to remain so confident and fearless. The more she thought about it, the more
convinced she becthat Paisley was relying on her connection to Dominick to be here.
Marissa hesitated, thinking, 'If | keep pushing, Paisley might reveal she's Dominick's ex-wife. If that happens,
what will everyone think of me? And what will they think of her?"
Taking a deep breath, she adjusted her tone and continued, "Look, it's just that there are so many of us, and
we're all going to be riding.
"Once the horses start running, there's a chance you could get hurt. Especially since you have a child with you-it
wouldn't be good if anything happened.”
Paisley understood that horseback riding was a favored pastfor the wealthy, a skill many families from the
upper class asked their children to learn. Although Marissa had tempered her tone, the underlying sense of
superiority was impossible to hide.
Alexis, standing nearby, couldn't hold back any longer. She walked over and chimed in, "Why are you wasting
your breath, Marissa? Just get someone to kick her out already."
Alexis tilted her head back, scrutinizing Paisley with disdain. Paisley's plain T-shirt and jeans, paired with worn-
looking riding boots of an unknown brand, didn't sit well with her.
'So tacky," Alexis huffed inwardly. 'She's obviously one of those low-class wannabe influencers. Even though the
little kid with her is decently dressed, complete with protective gear, what does it matter? With a mother like
that, it's still laughable.’
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The others who had cwith Marissa were also starting to show their impatience. Though no one said anything
outright, their expressions made their feelings clear-disdain and irritation were written all over their faces.
Paisley looked over and happened to see the little guy on the side, Grayson. Unsurprisingly, she saw the same
disdain mirrored in his eyes. She chuckled softly, thinking to herself that Grayson truly was Marissa's perfect
little son.
Paisley glanced over at Dominick, who was standing nearby, watching her with a composed, almost leisurely
demeanor. His expression seemed to say he was waiting for her to ask him for help.
The look in Dominick's eyes was practically taunting her, "Just beg me, Paisley. If you beg, I'll let you stay." His
tall frand arms crossed over his chest made him look imposing. It was an undeniably handsface, yet at
this moment, his smug expression was infuriating.
It didn't take long for Serena to feel the hostility from everyone around her. Feeling uneasy, she leaned into
Paisley's embrace and murmured, "Mom..."
Paisley gently stroked Serena's forehead and said, "It's okay. If you want to stay and play, we'll stay. No one can
make us leave."