The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Enrico’s expression deepened.

Jaden sat in his seat, shocked as he looked toward the stage. How could she dare to appear so openly in front of these magnates? Her boldness was beyond belief. What if her identity were exposed? Would she fake her death again? Right now, the boss didn’t have the means to protect her. What was she thinking?

While he was lost in thought, a waiter approached to refill his champagne and whispered in his ear, “Mr. Jaden, do you know the gentleman by the pillar over there?”

Jaden glanced at him, then at Enrico’s direction. “Why?”

The waiter replied, “That gentleman asked me to inform you that he wants that painting.”

“…”

Jaden fell silent. Paige was right next to the boss. If he liked it, she could paint ten or even eight more for him to keep. Why come to an auction like this to spend a fortune on it? Given today’s situation, the price likely wouldn’t be low.

He looked helplessly toward Enrico, who lazily leaned against the pillar and lifted the brim of his hat, casting a faint glance in Jaden’s direction.

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It had to be bought!

Everyone had their own thoughts. Tiffany sat there, feeling a bit sour as she looked at Paige on the stage. “She does have quite a presence.”

She liked Paige’s paintings, but she didn’t like other women who were too eye-catching. Even the painter she admired shouldn’t steal her spotlight.

“…”

Bryan glanced at her, thinking she was being petty.

After three years, with just one eye visible, and with some makeup on, Bryan didn’t recognize Paige.

On stage, the host excitedly asked, “Ms. Spicy Crab, forgive my boldness, but I remember your figure seemed… I’m sorry, I’m just so amazed.”

Paige stood there, took the microphone, and smiled as she responded, “I lost weight.”

Back then, she had intentionally made herself look much wider.

Tiffany, sitting below, listened. Since Paige had intentionally lowered her voice on the set that time, Tiffany didn’t recognize her at all.

“Indeed, overweight people have potential. You’re truly stunning today,” the host complimented her, then asked her to talk about the inspiration behind this painting. “I don’t really understand art, but I was deeply moved by this painting. However, I must admit, I’m too ignorant to see where the rebirth is in the painting. I just can’t see it.”

Given that *”The Snow Maiden”* left an open question, it was normal for the host to ask this. By doing so, he spared the dignitaries below from losing face by asking themselves.

Paige didn’t answer directly, only smiled and said, “I will only reveal that answer to the philanthropist who buys my painting.”

This simple statement caused another uproar, making many people even more eager to acquire the painting.

Paige was then escorted down by the usher to her designated table, where the people around her curiously scrutinized her.

She leaned back in her chair, quietly watching the auction unfold on stage.

Her paintings had gained significant value after three years of silence, and the event organizers honored that, setting a starting price of 30 million, with each bid raising the price by one million.

Before Bryan could act, someone raised their paddle.

“Someone has bid 30 million,” the host announced.

Tiffany glanced at Bryan, her eyes conveying determination. Bryan raised his paddle and, picking up the microphone on the table, decisively bid, “50 million.”

A direct jump in price.

All eyes turned to their table, making them the center of attention.

“It seems Young Master Bryan really likes this painting, *Rebirth*,” the host remarked with a smile.

Tiffany discreetly nudged Bryan with her elbow. He looked at her, then said, “It’s Tiffany who likes it, and whatever she likes, I must make sure she has it.”

With these words, Tiffany became the focus of the room. The other women envied her openly, and she smiled as she lightly tapped Bryan, who returned a gentle smile. To the onlookers, they appeared to be a perfectly matched and sweet couple.

The Smiths family stepping in to assist the Grissom family heiress made many people hesitate. After all, the Smiths and the Grissoms were now forming a powerful alliance, aiming to dominate the economy of Country A. Offending these two families over a painting wasn’t worth it.

As a result, everyone fell silent.

Paige watched the scene unfold, fully understanding these people’s mentality. It didn’t matter if no one bid; she had her own plan.

“60 million,” a cool voice rang out.

Carrie, sitting at the celebrities’ table, raised her paddle and used the microphone to announce her bid.

Her sudden bid stunned the host.

While the magnates weighed the pros and cons and decided not to bid, a mere actress dared to challenge both the Smiths and the Grissoms?

The other celebrities stared at Carrie as if she had lost her mind, but Carrie remained calm, holding her paddle without any intention of backing down.

Seeing this, the host could only announce, “Miss Carrie has bid 60 million.”

Paige glanced over at Tiffany, whose face had turned extremely sour.

Tiffany couldn’t believe a commoner would dare to outbid her. She glared at Bryan with a fierce look, determined to see how far Carrie would go with this.

“…”

Bryan, feeling somewhat helpless, raised his paddle again and increased the bid, “80 million.”

In just a few minutes, the painting’s price had skyrocketed to 80 million, approaching the 100 million Enrico had spent on *”The Snow Maiden.”*

Carrie, still composed, raised her paddle again, about to bid when a male voice interrupted, “100 million.”

The entire room erupted.

Tiffany’s face turned black.

Paige was also surprised and looked up, only to see that the bidder was Jaden.

Now, she wasn’t just surprised-she was frustrated. She had arranged for Carrie to help bid to ensure someone would challenge Bryan. What was Jaden doing getting involved?

Then, she noticed a tall figure in the distance.

It was Enrico.

He had come.

Paige wanted to catch his eye, but he was only looking in Jaden’s direction. Suddenly, she understood.

Paige felt a bit helpless. Enrico didn’t realize how much weight Jaden’s bid carried in this situation.

Jason and Mr. Grissom’s expressions darkened. Jaden was managing the currently weakened Gustin Group yet still dared to bid against them. Did he not consider their families?

Carrie also found it odd that Jaden would bid. She wanted to ask Paige with her eyes but couldn’t make contact.

After a moment’s thought, Carrie spoke into the microphone, “110 million.”

Whatever happens, Carrie’s plan was simple: the current market price for *”The Snow Maiden”* was 450 million. As long as she stayed within that range, she wouldn’t lose out. All she had to do was push Bryan to pay a sky-high price for today’s painting.