The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

“Hey, you wouldn’t believe it, but Rachel is really quite approachable. Enrico’s sister is willing to settle for an internship and isn’t arrogant at all.”

“Yeah, she even invited us to dinner.”

“We need to build a good relationship with her. Who knows, we might get a chance to interact with Enrico through her.”

“I bet everyone at the Public Law Council wants to get on her good side. It won’t be easy to stand out.”

“Did you notice? It seems like the new girl Joss isn’t getting along with her.”

“Really? They seemed to have a good relationship, and Rachel even moved over to sit next to her.”

“How could you not see that Rachel was making a bitter smile when she mentioned Joss?” one woman said.

“That smile was a bit subtle, but it shouldn’t be related to Joss, right?”

“You know what? Joss is an ordinary person with no background. She founded Peak Club in opposition to Elite Club and made it well-known, criticizing the wealthy heirs as useless people who rely on connections. And she’s so cold to Rachel. Do you think Rachel would have a good opinion of her?”

“Then we need to do something about Joss to catch Rachel’s attention.”

“Let’s come up with a plan quickly before Owen and the other two men beat us to it.”

“What should we do?”

“Let’s start with something small. You block the cameras, and I’ll grab the documents Joss is supposed to submit tomorrow.”

“Isn’t that a bit low-level?”

“Exactly, it needs to be low-level. The more low-level it is, the more it looks like something Rachel would do.”

“I get it now. We’ll stir up conflict between them, and then we’ll support Rachel against Joss. Rachel will definitely appreciate us.”

The two women finished washing their hands and touching up their makeup before leaving.

Paige waited until they were gone, then stepped out of the restroom, a slight smile on her lips.

She stood by the sink, washing her hands, and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She adjusted the stray hairs on her forehead, then took a tissue to dry her hands before leaving the restroom at a leisurely pace.

In the office, everyone was busy with pre-closing tasks. Rachel was not at her desk.

The two women from the restroom were now quietly executing their plan. One chose a spot that blocked the camera’s view, while the other, with brown curly hair, naturally walked to Paige’s desk and began to sift through the files.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Finding nothing on the desk, she opened a drawer and saw a black plastic bag inside. Perhaps the documents were in there?

She reached to open it.

“Hi.” A cold female voice suddenly came from beside her.

Paige stood next to the woman, her expression indifferent as she put on her earphones. “You’re a bit slow.”

“Ah!”

The curly-haired woman screamed in fright, and as she jerked the plastic bag, the opening widened, and several small snakes slithered out and scattered across the office.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah!”

The curly-haired woman screamed hysterically, her voice piercing the eardrums.

Soon, everyone in the office jumped up one after another, their screams reaching a frenzied pitch.

Paige stood there, watching the snakes with an expressionless face, her heart unaffected. She looked at the pale-faced woman and smiled. “Looks like Owen and the others got to it before you did.”

The three male colleagues were outside the glass windows, stunned by the scene. How was this girl not afraid?

Paige calmly stepped over a snake, picked up her bag from her desk, checked the files inside to ensure they were still there, and then turned to leave.

The office was still filled with screams, a continuous chorus of panic.

If this were in the slums, seeing so many snakes would make everyone’s eyes light up with excitement-they’d be looking forward to a feast.

Paige glanced around briefly, set her bag aside, rolled up the sleeves of her shirt, and then grabbed the mop bucket left by the janitor and walked forward.

She placed the bucket on the ground, bent down, and picked up a snake slithering across the floor. Then, as if tying a rope, she knotted the snake and tossed it into the bucket.

“!!!”

Her colleagues, who had all scrambled to high places, were now staring in shock, jaws practically hitting the floor.

Barehanded snake-catching?

No way.

Is this even real?

Is she still a woman?

At this moment, their shock far outweighed their fear.

Paige moved calmly through the office, picking up one snake after another as if she were gathering ropes, her face showing no trace of fear, not even the slightest furrow of her brow-her composure was terrifying.

Before long, Paige had collected all the snakes. Then, she walked over to the female colleague who had tried to steal her documents.

The female colleague stood there, her entire body rigid, her curly hair almost straightening from fear. Her face was deathly pale, bloodless, her pupils dilated, her gaze unfocused-she looked like she was about to die. “Miss Lautner… p-please, save me.”

A black snake, about as thick as a finger, was coiled around her leg, hissing arrogantly.

“It’s quite cute,” Paige remarked, standing there with the bucket, smiling at the black snake.

The curly-haired colleague looked at her, her facial muscles twitching as if shocked by a taser. “A-aren’t you going to catch it?”

“Why should I?” Paige asked, genuinely puzzled, her eyes clear as if she truly didn’t understand the question.

The curly-haired woman finally grasped Paige’s meaning and immediately felt both embarrassed and humiliated. With a tearful face, she said, “I’m sorry, Miss Lautner. I’m really sorry. I was momentarily out of my mind. I won’t do it again.”

Paige stood there quietly.

“I really won’t do it again. I’m sorry, truly sorry… Ah!”

The little black snake suddenly moved its head toward her, causing the curly-haired woman to scream hysterically.

The nearby colleagues, witnessing the scene, either shut their eyes or turned away, too frightened to watch.

Paige calmly stepped forward, without any hesitation, grabbed the snake by the neck, and squeezed. The snake, which had been baring its fangs, immediately went limp in her hand.

Her hand was sticky.

Paige tossed the black snake into the bucket, looking at her hand with some distaste.

The curly-haired woman, seeing the snake caught, immediately collapsed onto the floor, tears and snot streaming as she sobbed uncontrollably, “I’m sorry, thank you, Joss. You saved my life, sob…”

“…”

Saved her life?

Paige chuckled mockingly, picked up the mop bucket, and looked around, spotting the desks of Owen and the other two. She evenly divided the snakes into three portions, dumping them into their drawers, then closed them. She even found a roll of clear tape to seal the drawers shut.

After finishing, she turned to look at the window and smiled slightly.

The three men, who had been sneaking peeks through the window, were stunned. Then, anger set in, and they were about to rush in when they saw Paige turn Owen’s computer screen toward them.

The screen clearly showed a video of them putting the snakes into her drawer.

She had set up a camera at her desk?

She knew in advance?!

This woman-unbelievable!