NovelEnglishChapter 112
Marissa spent the whole day trying to cheer up Grayson, taking him out to play. Anytshe did this in the past
and let him have whatever he wanted, Grayson would get especially attached to her.
But today, no matter how hard she tried to engage him, Grayson showed no interest. Eventually, he started
crying and insisted on seeing Paisley. With no other option, Marissa had no choice but to take him back to
Vanderbilt Manor.
Perhaps because he had been crying all day, he fell asleep shortly after returning home. Marissa looked at
Grayson, sound asleep, and felt her frustration simmering.
If she could, she would really like to strangle this little brat. If it weren't for the fact that he still held svalue
to her, she wouldn't waste her ttrying to please him. Just then, her phone rang, displaying Jack's name.
'Could it be that Mr. Vaire has agreed to meet with them?' Marissa thought, quickly leaving Grayson's room and
stepping into the hallway. "Jack, has Mr. Vaire agreed to meet us?"
She was desperate for an opportunity to showcase herself to the Vanderbilt family right now. She needed to
secure an irreplaceable position in the minds of every member of the Vanderbilt family.
"Yes and no," Jack replied.
His ambiguous answer left Marissa confused and irritated. "What does that mean?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I asked around, but the response | got was that Nion won't meet anyone privately."
Marissa's heart sank. "Then...is there any other way | can meet him? I'll pay whatever it takes."
"Marissa, why is it always about money with you? I'm not helping you for the money." Jack was a bit displeased.
"Sorry, | didn't mean it that way. I just really want to meet Mr. Vaire." Marissa quickly switched up her tone and
attitude. That was her greatest strength-she could switch her mood in an instant.
Jack's tone softened. "You can meet him, but it'll take seffort. | found out that Nion will be attending the
Crown&Culture charity auction in a few days. He'll be donating one of his paintings to be auctioned off, and the
proceeds will go to children in impoverished remote areas."
"As expected of Mr. Vaire. He's such a compassionate person." Flattering cnaturally to Marissa. "So, if you
can get a ticket to that auction, you'll be able to see Nion in person. | can only help you this far. You'll have to
figure out how to get the ticket yourself."
"Okay. Thanks, Jack." Marissa felt a glimmer of hope. Getting a ticket to an auction was a piece of cake for her. As
long as she could bring Kayla to meet Nion, she believed Kayla would surely be grateful for her.
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The kindergarten Sophia currently worked at was a bit far, but Serena really liked it, and Paisley didn't want her
daughter to be unhappy, so she immediately enrolled her.
Sophia genuinely liked Serena and played with her for a while. "Ms. Sutton, I'll add you to our Pre-One Class’
parent group chat later."
"Alright." Paisley felt a bit of a headache but had no choice. She knew that this was how things worked now.
There were endless parent group chats for kids in kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, and whatnot.
"Letwalk you out. Tomorrow, Rena will officially start kindergarten." The scene of Sophia personally seeing
Paisley and Serena out was witnessed by a parent who happened to cout of the principal's office.
"Is that the new kid? Which class is she in?" The woman's tone was somewhat arrogant. "Pre-One Class," the
other replied.
"Oh, the sclass as my daughter." That woman sized Paisley up, frowning when she noticed Paisley's casual
and ordinary attire.
Not long after Paisley and Serena returned home, Sophia added her to the group chat and introduced: [This is
the parent of our new student, Serena Sutton.]
[Welcome, Serena and Paisley.]
[Welcome.]
As Sophia introduced her, the parents in the group immediately began welcoming Paisley warmly. Paisley had no
choice but to brace herself and greet the parents in the group. [Hello, everyone. I'm Paisley Sutton, Serena's
mom. Nice to meet all of you.]
Just then, a parent with the usern"Millie Morgan's mother (President)" next to her phone number sent
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏma message: [Ms. Sutton, may | ask what you and Serena's dad do for a living?]
Paisley raised an eyebrow and sent a question mark in reply.
Millie Morgan's mother (President): [I hope you won't misunderstand me. All the parents are asked the same
when they join the group.]
Since it was a routine, Paisley didn't voice any further objections. After all, their kids were classmates, and she
didn't want to coff as out of place.
Paisley replied: [I'm a freelancer.] It was the easiest answer, considering the long list of roles she played. She
didn't feel like getting into details, so she kept it short.
After she sent that, the group fell silent. She waited a moment, and when no one responded, she decided not to
follow up.
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