The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

The only one that barely qualified as a pet was the cat, but that cat was even fiercer than the hawk.

Jaden exchanged a glance with Dr. Farrar. Mr. Gustin’s preferences were indeed consistent. He liked things that seemed gentle on the surface but were wild at heart, like pets and Miss Paige.

Paige stood there in silence. Enrico frowned at her, “Don’t like any of them?”

These pets were specifically gathered from around the world, many of them rare breeds not seen even in Country A.

“Why the sudden desire to give me a pet?” Paige asked in return, her expression indifferent as she looked at him.

Hearing this, Enrico pulled her into his embrace, lowered his head to her ear, and whispered so others couldn’t hear, “I’m trying to make you happy. Isn’t it obvious?”

“……”

Paige looked at him with a complex expression. “You don’t have to go through all this.”

“If you don’t like them, I’ll pick another batch,” Enrico said, still holding her.

Pick more?

Paige looked at the rare and exotic creatures in the cages, suddenly noticing a white puppy lying in a corner. Its fur was long, and its wet eyes looked at her with a pitiful gaze.

When it saw her looking, the little thing immediately stood up and wagged its tail in a pleading manner.

Looking into its eyes, Paige couldn’t help but notice how similar they were to the man beside her.

She turned to the puppy and said, “Let’s keep that one.”

Her intention was to avoid making Enrico go through more trouble, but upon hearing her choice, Enrico’s face darkened immediately. “You want that dog?”

“Is it not okay?” Paige didn’t understand his sudden change of expression.

“It’s fine,” Enrico said coldly. “Jaden, come and introduce it. Didn’t you insist on adding this dog?”

Jaden, standing behind, felt like dying at that moment.

The reason he added the dog was because Mr. Gustin’s choices were all exotic beasts. It was as if he was choosing cars or jewelry-nothing less than the most prestigious or limited editions would do.

But choosing pets shouldn’t be like that; it should be about companionship.

To avoid making Miss Paige think Mr. Gustin was perverted and to maintain their rare harmonious relationship, he had urgently brought in this dog and tried hard to persuade.

Mr. Gustin reluctantly agreed, only for it to be chosen by Miss Paige.

Jaden walked forward with a pale face, unable to lift his head. “Miss, this is a Lhasa Apso. It’s not particularly rare, but it’s quite scarce in the market now. It’s a European breed, a companion pet, very gentle and lively, and will make people happy.”

“……”

Paige realized she had chosen the pet Jaden picked and didn’t know what to say.

Enrico held her, sneering at Jaden, “My Paige picked the pet you chose at first sight. How should I thank you?”

“No need……” Jaden wanted to bury his head in the ground. He wished he hadn’t meddled so much.

“Then I’ll get you a new car,” Enrico said with an indifferent expression.

“Ah……” Jaden looked up at Enrico in disbelief.

Mr. Gustin was going to get him a new car? Wasn’t he angry?

His car had just been replaced by the consortium not long ago, a twenty million dollar car. Was the new one going to be thirty million?

“Mm, return the current car to the consortium. I’ll give you a budget of a hundred thousand. Pick whatever you want.”

Enrico said expressionlessly.

“……”

Twenty million turned into a hundred thousand.

Jaden almost vomited blood on the spot but still expressed his gratitude, “Thank you, Mr. Gustin.”

The remaining pets were sent away, leaving only the pure white Lhasa Apso. Once the little fellow was let out of the cage, it enthusiastically turned around Paige’s feet as if it immediately knew who its owner was.

Paige, seeing the little creature’s pitiful and affectionate gaze, bent down and picked it up.

The little thing instantly brightened up, sticking out its tongue and joyfully wagging its tail.

Paige’s lips curved into a slight smile. It was her first smile since Arjun’s death, but Enrico was not very pleased.

He pulled his foot away from her and turned to leave.

Jaden leaned on Dr. Farrar’s shoulder, regretting and wanting to slap himself. He would never meddle in Miss Paige’s affairs again.

……

Paige carried the puppy into the living room, where Enrico sat on the sofa with a dark expression, looking sullen.

Seeing her come in with the dog, Enrico’s expression worsened.

Paige walked toward him, still feeling unwell, moving slowly and awkwardly with her sprained foot, exhausted and weak.

Noticing this, Enrico stood up and helped her, his warm palm against her as he assisted her onto the sofa.

He then sat down beside her, silent and unresponsive.

She looked at him and said,”If you’re unhappy, I can return it.”

It was just a pet; she hadn’t planned to keep it anyway.

“Don’t you like it?” Enrico asked coldly, looking at her pale face.

“Thank you.” Paige looked at him sincerely.

“Jaden picked it. I’ve already thanked him with a car. Do you need to thank him again? I can call him over for you.” Enrico leaned back on the sofa, his expression dark.

What’s there to thank!

“It doesn’t matter who picked the dog. I want to thank you……” Paige felt a bit awkward expressing this. She wasn’t used to saying such things, but seeing Enrico’s displeased face, she hesitated before continuing, “Thank you for trying to make me happy.”

These past few days, he had comforted her to take her medicine, to eat, and to stop her from overthinking.

Now, he had gone through all this trouble just to cheer her up.

He had already done more than enough.

From childhood to the Peak Club, she had met people who treated her well, but no one had ever gone so far as to repeatedly comfort her like he did.

Enrico didn’t expect Paige, usually reserved, to say such things. He was stunned, his eyes fixed on her as if he had heard wrong.

Paige, holding the long-haired puppy in her arms, still looking ill, her eyes calm but captivating.

Enrico stared at her for a long time, almost mesmerized by her gaze. Finally, he snapped back to reality, cleared his throat, and pinched her face, “At least you have a bit of conscience.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He could still see his care for her.

Paige also looked away, lowering her head to look at the puppy in her arms. “Actually, I’m okay.”

“If you were okay, you wouldn’t have stayed in bed for three days.”

Enrico’s gaze was sharp as he pointed out her thoughts, “Aren’t you supposed to rebuild the slums, to win people’s support with your position as a legislator? And yet you’re just lying in bed?”

Arjun’s death had clearly left her devastated.

Hearing this, Paige tightened her hold on the little dog, her fingers rubbing its soft fur. “I don’t know if I can do it, and I don’t know how many more people will die after I do.”