The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

“Don’t use that tone like you’re praising a child.” Enrico shot her a discontented glance, then added, “I want to see your desk.”

Paige knew exactly what he wanted to see, so she smiled and turned the phone, pointing the camera at the white vase beside her.

She tilted her head and saw Enrico’s lips immediately curl into a smile as he looked at the vase. She couldn’t help but smile along with him. “Where’s your vase?” she asked.

“I placed it on the desk outside,” Enrico said as he stood up, pushing open the door and pointing his phone outside.

Paige caught a glimpse of his office. She had thought his bedroom was large, but his office was even bigger-big enough to be a sports field.

On the expansive desk, there was a sleek, black vase with elegant lines. Inside was a dried rose.

Could this be… a case of shared sentiment?

Paige pondered this for a moment, but then noticed something unusual. “Why do you have a punching bag in your office?” she asked.

The camera quickly turned back to Enrico’s handsome face. He cleared his throat and asked, “Have you been to my office before?”

Paige shook her head, “No.”

“Oh, that punching bag has always been there,” Enrico said seriously.

“Really? It looks brand new,” Paige commented, surprised. She hadn’t heard of him practicing boxing before.

“…” Of course, it was new; he had just asked Jaden to move it in.

“Don’t rush into boxing. Start with basic fitness first, don’t push yourself too hard,” Paige advised.

“Okay,” Enrico replied casually and returned to the bedroom. He sat on the bed and casually leaned back, resting his head against the bedframe as he stared at her.

She had likely just showered too. Her damp hair barely touched her collarbone, making her face appear even smaller. Her skin was fair, her features pure. She looked like a sheltered heiress, yet this was the same woman who had saved him with her blood, feeding a venomous insect inside her.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Paige asked, feeling a little uncomfortable under his gaze.

“You keep a venomous insect inside your healthy body-doesn’t that harm you?” Enrico asked, his deep eyes fixed on her.

Paige was momentarily taken aback, not expecting this question. She smiled and replied, “No, the Medicine Curse Sect isn’t about harming people.”

“How many times has it hurt you?” Enrico asked, referring to the times when she would feel pain whenever he experienced intense emotions.

Paige responded calmly, “Not many times. The golden bee and herbal medicine keep it in check. You don’t need to worry.”

“Does it hurt a lot when it reacts?” Enrico inquired, still holding his phone and staring at her.

“It’s not that bad. I have a high pain tolerance,” Paige answered.

“What do you mean by ‘high pain tolerance’?” Enrico asked, puzzled.

“Maybe I’ve just got thick skin,” Paige quipped.

“Nonsense.” Enrico frowned. Her skin was soft, almost delicate. He couldn’t understand how someone like her could have the strength to fight ten people at once.

Paige glanced at him, her eyes shifting slightly as she suddenly thought of something. She tentatively asked, “Did Kevin say anything else to you?”

Had Kevin’s comment about liking her made Enrico a little jealous? Just a little would be fine.

Leaning against the headboard, Enrico looked at her, his eyes serious. Then, with a straightforward tone, he replied, “He told me not to be a burden to you and not to hold you back.”

Expect him to confess for Kevin? Keep dreaming.

“…” That’s all he remembered? Seems like jealousy was still far off. In the past, he might have driven over and run someone down.

But that’s okay, she could take her time.

Paige thought for a moment and then said, “Kevin’s words can be harsh, but he means well. For my sake, don’t hold a grudge against him.”

“He’s leaving in a few days, right?” Enrico asked, still remembering that detail.

“Yes, his influence is on the southern border; he can’t stay here for long,” Paige confirmed with a nod.

“…” Good.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Suddenly, as if something had occurred to him, Enrico sat up straight and looked at her. “What are you having for breakfast tomorrow?”

Breakfast…?

Why the sudden change of topic?

Paige was momentarily stunned. She didn’t really care about breakfast. She just ate whatever was prepared.

Before she could answer, Enrico spoke again, “Tomorrow, I’ll have toast with some jam and a cup of hot milk.”

“Oh, alright.” Paige nodded. She trusted that Jaden would take care of his breakfast, so she wasn’t worried. But why was he bringing it up now?

“Will you eat the same tomorrow?” Enrico asked. “You always like having the same thing as me, don’t you?”

Don’t eat Kevin’s omelet!

“Sure,” Paige smiled. It would be fun to have the same breakfast even from a distance. She added, “How about I video call you in the morning, and we can eat breakfast together?”

“Sounds good,” Enrico replied, clearly pleased with her suggestion.

Seeing that he wasn’t opposed to the idea, Paige’s smile deepened. Even though he wasn’t jealous, it still felt sweet for some reason.

Just as she was about to chat more, there was a knock on the door. She turned her head. “Who is it?”

“It’s me,” Angie’s voice came from outside. “Miss, nine visitors have arrived late at night.”

Nine visitors.

Paige’s eyes glimmered with delight. She picked up her phone and looked at Enrico. “I have something to take care of here, so I won’t be able to chat tonight. You should rest early.”

“What’s going on?” Enrico asked, displeased that she was ending the call so soon.

“My wings have found their way to me,” Paige said with a smile, standing up from her desk. “Goodnight, Enrico.”

Seeing her genuinely happy, Enrico didn’t feel like holding her back. “Remember to take your medicine. Your arm injury isn’t healed yet, and I heard you need anti-inflammatory medication.”

“You heard that from Dr. Clinton?”

How considerate.

“Goodnight,” Enrico said before hanging up.

Paige put away her phone and changed her clothes before heading out.

Outside the new Rose Estate, the street was quiet. No vehicles passed by, and under the night sky, the dim lights cast a rosy glow on the ground.

As Paige stepped outside, she saw a row of bicycles neatly parked at the entrance, with nine casually dressed individuals standing straight and quietly waiting.

Nick, Carrie, Mira, Rey, Bobby, Cynthia, Derrick, David, and Lamont.

All nine members of Peak Club.

Not a single one was missing.

As soon as Paige appeared, excitement flashed in their eyes. Nick, in particular, nearly jumped up in excitement. “Yes! I knew you’d be here, Paige!”

Paige stood before them and glanced at the time, her eyes showing appreciation as she looked up. “It’s been 22 hours since we last parted. You arrived even faster than I expected.”

“Did Paige know we’d be able to find you?” Carrie asked, looking at Paige in confusion.

“With your skills, if you couldn’t even find where I’m staying, why would I have created Peak Club in the first place?”