The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Enrico had fallen asleep halfway through their drive and didn’t wake up even after they reached their destination. This was a testament to her driving skills.

He had adjusted his seat to a comfortable position, resting his head on one hand. His sharply defined face, with its deep-set features, was softened by the serenity of sleep. The eyes that usually bore a piercing, suffocating gaze were now closed, and his usually fierce expression was noticeably gentler.

Paige held her breath as she turned on the car’s air purifier and cracked open a window to ensure good airflow. After taking these precautions, she quietly opened the door and slipped out of the car.

She planned to attend a meeting while he was asleep. The timing couldn’t have been better.

Looking at the empty school gates, Paige bit her lip. He didn’t have any bodyguards with him now, and with so many enemies, if anyone found out he was sleeping alone here, he could easily be assassinated.

After some thought, Paige got back into the driver’s seat and drove the car directly through the school gates. Sure enough, seeing the license plate, the security guards didn’t dare stop her.

Paige parked the car behind a row of trees next to the Peak Club, where it was shaded and hidden. This spot allowed her to keep an eye on the car while she attended the meeting.

With that, she left the car without a second thought.

Once she got out, Paige immediately called for all Peak Club members to gather for a meeting. She feared that if she didn’t show up soon, the organization might disband.

Nick, Carrie, and the others dropped everything and rushed back to the Peak Club. As soon as they entered the conference room, they saw Paige sitting in the main seat.

She was wearing a white off-the-shoulder dress that exposed one of her beautifully shaped, fair shoulders. The style was mature and sexy, but it made her look innocent when paired with her face.

However, Paige’s expression was serious as she flipped through the documents in front of her. She had the demeanor of a leader conducting business, leaving no room for anyone to harbor inappropriate thoughts.

A stack of documents piled up in front of her, all the work that had accumulated during her absence.

“Paige, you’re finally back,” Nick said, about to rush over to her, but Carrie beat him to it, her voice filled with excitement.

“Yeah,” Paige replied calmly. “Everyone, sit down. We’ll start the meeting now. We need to handle all the pending issues today.”

“Yes.”

Everyone took their seats at the conference table.

Nick, sitting to Paige’s right, was excited and about to speak, but Carrie interrupted him, “Paige, your tassel earrings are beautiful.”

Hearing this, Paige instinctively touched her earrings.

In the past few days at Rose Estate, Enrico, having nothing better to do, had either ordered her around or dressed her up. He decided what clothes she wore and what accessories she paired them with every day.

His need for control was everywhere.

While Paige was momentarily lost in thought, Nick and Carrie started bickering, “Carrie, can you maintain your ice queen image and not act like a fangirl just because you see Paige?”

Carrie retorted, “You’re just jealous because Paige talked to me first, aren’t you?”

Nick was about to snap back when Paige’s cold voice cut in, “Do we have to wait until you two finish your argument before we start the meeting?”

Seeing Paige’s displeasure, Carrie and Nick immediately sat down obediently.

Concerned that Enrico might wake up at any moment, Paige hurriedly opened the file in front of her and began the meeting, “The school has fully recognized the existence of Peak Club, but they’re not dissolving Elite Club. The two major student organizations will now share resources. You’re aware of this, right?”

“Yes, it’s clear that the school is protecting Elite Club. They promised to dissolve the loser, but now they’re reneging,” Nick fumed.

“That’s not the point. The point is that from now on, we’ll have to fight for resources with these heirs of financial conglomerates…”

Before Paige could finish her sentence, the conference room door was suddenly kicked open.

“Bang.”

The noise was enormous.

Everyone turned their heads.

As the door swung open, a wave of heat surged into the room, rushing towards everyone inside.

Amidst the rolling heat, a tall man appeared at the door.

He dressed in all black, including a low-slung baseball cap and a black mask covering his face. He even wore leather fingerless gloves.

The man was covered from head to toe, making it impossible to see his face, but the cold aura emanating from him captivated the entire room.

Everyone stared at him in shock.

Nick scratched his silver hair, feeling that this aura was oddly familiar…

Seeing the man, Paige felt a headache coming on. The meeting had just started, and he was already awake, dressed like this.

The man walked straight toward Paige, grabbed her hand, and led her out without saying a word.

Paige instinctively tried to resist, but his grip tightened, nearly crushing her hand, making it clear how foul his mood was.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

She had no choice but to follow him. As she walked, she told the others, “Stay here and wait.”

Everyone was stunned.

What was going on?

Who was this man?

“H-he-he’s not…”

Nick suddenly realized the man’s identity, pointing in his direction with a trembling hand.

Did Paige bring a gigolo back to The Capital? Was she planning on keeping him?

Carrie quickly stuffed a wad of tissues into his mouth, her beautiful eyes issuing a silent warning. If he let that slip, he’d ruin Paige’s reputation.

“Mmph, mmph…”

Nick belatedly realized that this was something they couldn’t talk about.

However…

Paige was playing it too bold, bringing a gigolo back to Peak Club.

As Paige was pulled out of the conference room, Enrico pushed her against the wall.

He yanked off his mask, revealing a pair of stormy eyes glaring at her, “Your driving skills are pretty good. What were you trying to do?”

Looking at the man’s brooding face, Paige pressed her hands against the wall and said, “I was just attending a meeting. Where did you get this outfit?”

“The bodyguards.”

In fact, the bodyguards had been following them the whole time.

“Oh.” Paige nodded indifferently.

“Let’s go home.”

Enrico looked around with distaste, wanting to leave this place immediately. He turned to go, but the person behind him didn’t follow.

He reached out to grab her hand, but she didn’t move, and anger surged in his chest.

He slowly raised his eyes, staring at her from under the brim of his hat, his voice icy, “What, are you waiting for me to blow this place up before you’ll leave with me?”

“I need to hold this meeting. Two hours-no, just one hour.”

Paige leaned against the wall, looking at him with clear, innocent eyes.

“No.”

Enrico rejected the idea immediately.

Paige didn’t say anything, just leaned against the wall, showing her refusal to compromise.

“Are you defying me?”

Enrico was growing more irritated, standing there coldly glaring at her.

Paige met his gaze head-on, the two of them standing face to face in the stifling heat, locked in a silent standoff.

She had come all this way; she wasn’t about to leave without finishing the meeting.

Enrico’s glare intensified, his eyes darkening as he teetered on the edge of losing control.

No one had ever dared defy him like this before.

Suddenly, Enrico’s lips curled into a cold smile, revealing white teeth, his eyes devoid of any warmth, “Paige, do you believe that I won’t kick this door down right now, let everyone see my face, and then we’ll see if they still think you’re just a regular civilian?”

If everyone found out she was involved with this financial magnate, all her previous efforts would be for nothing.

Paige remained silent, still leaning against the wall, unfazed by his threat.

Enrico lifted his foot to kick the door.

Paige didn’t try to stop him, not even a flicker of emotion crossing her face.

His leg froze mid-air.

“Damn it!” Enrico cursed, pulling his leg back and grabbing her shoulders, his angry face inches from hers as he growled through clenched teeth, “Paige, are you so sure I’ll spoil you?”

Seeing him relent, Paige realized she wasn’t surprised at all.

An unusual feeling welled up inside her.

Paige’s silence only drove Enrico crazier, “I can spoil you, but I can also take it all back. Don’t make me teach you a lesson.”

Paige smiled at that, “And how will you take it back?”

“Paige!” Enrico ground his teeth at her teasing smile. She was getting too confident.

“What will it take for you to let me finish this meeting?” Paige asked.

Enrico frowned. Paige suddenly grabbed his shirt, stood on tiptoe, and brushed a light kiss against the corner of his lips.

The soft touch was like a feather, and Enrico stood there, momentarily lost.