The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Paige smiled at Enrico and said softly, “Once all of this is over, I won’t need an intelligence network anymore. I just want to spend every day by your side.”

Her words carried a tender confession. In the past, she believed her purpose was to seek revenge against the Clarkes family. Later, she thought that as long as she could rebuild the slums, her life would be fulfilled. Now, her only wish was to finish everything and spend the rest of her days with him-sharing meals, sleeping beside him. That was all she desired.

Enrico hadn’t expected her to say something so intimate. He glanced down at her, her face close to his. Her long eyelashes were so distinct, and every blink seemed to stir his heart. Instinctively, his large hand grasped hers tightly, his voice cold, “Fine, but make sure you only discuss business with him.”

No other topics were allowed.

Paige chuckled, “Why do I feel like you’re jealous?”

“…”

Enrico stayed silent.

“But you probably don’t even know what jealousy feels like.”

Paige teased, recalling how shocked he had been when she once told him she was his woman. Now, his reaction was calm-likely because he didn’t understand.

“I kno-”

Before Enrico could finish, Paige’s phone vibrated. She picked it up, and Enrico, sharp-eyed, saw that the caller was Kevin. His expression darkened immediately, his breathing heavy.

Once he gained full control of the consortium and his subordinates, he would bring Paige away from all of this.

As Paige answered the call, Kevin asked how the interrogation had gone. “There’s been some progress. I’ll tell you more when I get back to Rose Estate, but I might need your help with something big,” she said.

Something big.

Enrico leaned against the window, his gray eyes glaring at the passing scenery. Listening to her talk with Kevin made his chest feel like it was being torn apart. The pain was searing, and he couldn’t even express it. He had to endure the burning sensation rising from his throat-along with the bitterness-knowing that, for now, he couldn’t help her.

But just a little longer.

Once he became stronger, she wouldn’t need anyone else’s help.

He would make sure she knew Kevin wasn’t worth anything.

…

When Paige returned to Rose Estate, she was immediately hit by the smell of blood, causing her to frown.

The injured men were lying on the couches, groaning in pain. Trash cans overflowed with bloodied bandages, while Mila and Rey were helping patch up their wounds.

*Bang!*

A loud noise echoed from upstairs.

Nick, with his silver hair, rushed downstairs with a medical kit in hand. He shouted up at Angie in frustration, “Angie, you can’t just ignore yourself! You’re injured too. Let me patch you up!”

“Angie, your shoulder is still bleeding. It really hurts me to see you like this, seriously.”

“Angie, you’re a girl! You need to take care of yourself!”

Nick kept calling out to her.

“Get lost.” Angie’s voice came down from upstairs, sharp and clear.

“Alright,” Nick obediently replied, making his way downstairs.

“Why are you two here?” Paige asked, looking at Mila and Rey in confusion.

Mila responded awkwardly, “We heard some people got hurt and thought we’d come see if we could help out. Don’t worry, Paige, we only brought three people, and we disguised ourselves multiple times. No one could follow us.”

Paige was pleased to see how quickly they were adapting to the group. She nodded approvingly, then turned her attention to Nick, who had just come downstairs. “And what’s his deal?”

Why was he speaking so softly to Angie?

Angie was a stern woman who barely cracked a smile. Even Paige herself didn’t speak to her that way.

This guy-talking to Angie like that?

Clearly, he didn’t know how skilled Angie was in martial arts.

Hearing Paige’s comment, Mila burst into laughter. Rey, while applying ointment, winked playfully. “Paige, Mila and I came to help out, but Nick… well, he’s here to help a certain someone in particular.”

Mila, seated on the couch, mimicked someone posing dramatically, using a high-pitched voice, “Sister, what brand of shampoo do you use? It smells amazing.”

“…”

“Sister, this perfume-it’s the latest edition, right? I can tell it’s made just for you.”

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“Sister, we’re all part of Temple in Heaven now. Shouldn’t we be a little closer? How about I call you Angie, and you call me Nick-brother?”

Mila pretended to gag at the end of her impression.

“…”

Paige felt her scalp tingle as she listened. It became clear-Nick had a thing for Angie. The two of them? They didn’t seem like a match at all.

Rey, amused by Mila’s antics, laughed so hard his eyes squinted. Turning to Nick, who was looking dejected, he said, “Nick, give it up. You’re six years younger than Angie. An older woman-younger man relationship doesn’t have much of a future. To her, you’re just a little brother.”

Nick, still smarting from his failed attempts with Angie, threw a roll of bandages at Rey, saying, “What’s wrong with being younger? Younger guys are better, cooler! We’re the perfect match!”

Mila cringed, while Rey gave Nick two thumbs up, clearly impressed. “Nick, you’re a legend. That was poetry, man. Incredible!”

Everyone in the hall, including the injured men, burst into laughter, despite their pain. The sound of their laughter lightened the atmosphere, and even the smell of blood seemed to fade.

“…”

Paige, feeling exasperated, picked up a cushion and threw it at Nick. “Stop trying to pursue Angie.”

Nick, caught off guard, collapsed onto the couch. He looked bewildered, asking, “Why not? Paige, you already have Enrico. You won’t even let us date?”

Too controlling.

Paige glanced upstairs. From Angie’s earlier outburst, she could tell the woman was frustrated, angry, and helpless. Paige couldn’t leave things as they were.

She stepped closer to Nick, her expression cold.

Nick, thinking Paige was about to hit him, quickly grabbed a cushion to defend himself.

Lowering her voice, Paige said, “Angie suffered years of abuse from her adoptive family. At fifteen, she was mentally unstable after being repeatedly harmed. After an incident of incontinence, her adoptive family abandoned her. She bounced between orphanages before ending up on Wind Island as an adult.”

Nick was stunned, staring at her in shock. Mila and Rey were also taken aback.

They knew life in the slums was hard, but they didn’t realize it was this cruel.

“On Wind Island, there was an elderly woman who stayed by Angie’s side, giving her the strength to survive. But the woman passed away after a few years. Angie was devastated and didn’t want to live anymore. She laid on a raft with the woman’s body, planning to drift away and die wherever the current took her.”

Paige continued, “But fate had other plans. She survived and eventually made her way to The Capital, where she crossed paths with Arjun.”