The Psychotic Girl’s Revenge

Paige couldn’t gauge whether he was pleased or angry.

“This is important,” Enrico pinched her chin, pulling her closer. “Even I don’t know how capable my woman truly is. Isn’t that absurd?”

Paige remained silent.

“Paige, I don’t like having so many mysteries around you,” Enrico’s possessiveness in his tone was intense. “I want all of you, understand?”

“I’m already yours,” she tried to remain calm.

At her words, Enrico suddenly gripped her waist and pulled her into his embrace. “And what about your heart? Is it with me?”

Paige felt like her waist was about to break under his grip. “I thought we had discussed this harmoniously before. Isn’t this arrangement good enough?”

Enrico smirked mockingly. “I will make you change your mind.”

Paige inwardly sighed with relief, forcing a smile. “I really don’t have any secrets to hide.”

“It’s better that way. Wanting to study is fine, but dreams of rebuilding the slums should be abandoned. That dream will never come true for you. After graduation, if you want to work, come to my conglomerate. Apart from my position, you can choose any role you want.”

Paige looked at him in surprise, he actually let her randomly choose positions in the largest conglomerate?

“Surprised?”

“A little. It sounds like you’re handing over the entire conglomerate to me to play with,” Paige said, knowing that even with her capabilities, entering such a big conglomerate wasn’t something she could decide just like that.

“I can give you my life, let alone a conglomerate?” Enrico said nonchalantly, sliding his hand from her waist to hold her hand. “Alright, let’s have dinner.”

This man… always managed to say something that made her heartbeat accelerate whenever she started to be on guard.

Enrico led her towards the dining room, then suddenly turned to look at her, contemplative. “You have a photographic memory.”

Paige looked at him in confusion, but he suddenly smiled, a sinister smile. “So you remember every single one of our positions clearly, don’t you?”

Positions? Paige was momentarily stunned, but quickly understood he meant their positions in bed, and suddenly many scenes flashed crazily through her mind. She stood there, frozen.

Pervert. Asking such things, she didn’t want to remember…

“You’re naughty, little one,” Enrico grinned mischievously. “Have you secretly reminisced alone?”

“No,” Paige immediately denied. She wasn’t as lascivious as him.

“Oh?” Enrico raised an eyebrow, pinched her earlobe, and kissed her cheek. “It’s okay. Tonight, I’ll deepen those memories for you. My physique is worth you remembering over and over again in your mind.”

Shameless!

Disgusting!

…

The law school exams had just concluded, and now it was time for the art school exams. In addition to the mandatory subjects, each student in the fine arts department had to prepare a themed painting to submit within a week. This thematic painting would count towards their graduation assessment, making it crucial for the third-year students.

The theme announced by the teacher was two words: “Deep Thought.” It was an abstract theme, leaving the students unsure of what kind of thoughts or paintings were expected.

Paige was frustrated-not because she found the theme difficult, but because she had little time to paint. She was double-majoring and her schedule was packed to the brim.

She skipped two classes and drew in the corner of the rooftop corner of the art academy.

A weak cough interrupted her thoughts. Rachel stood on the rooftop, facing the wind, coughing several times. Her waist-length hair danced in the breeze.

“Cough… cough…”

Rachel coughed persistently, scanning her surroundings until she finally spotted Paige’s location and smiled. “I heard you were here, so I came over. I hope I’m not disturbing you.”

“Why did you come looking for me?” Paige stood up from her easel.

Rachel walked towards her, carrying books, her gaze drifting towards Paige’s canvas.

Without hesitation, Paige pushed the canvas aside, blocking Rachel’s view. “I don’t want anyone to see it until it’s finished.”

Paige spoke indifferently, then looked at Rachel again, asking, “Why did you come looking for me?”

“It’s about the Elite Club again. I really hope you’ll reconsider joining the Elite Club.”

“Haven’t you already spread the word that I refused to join on my own?” Paige recalled the rumors that surfaced after she left the Elite Club, where it was said Rachel had urged her to join but she refused due to arrogance. Perhaps her S+ grade was falsely obtained through cheating, hence her reluctance and fear of being exposed.

“That was Vice Minister Carl’s doing. I’ve asked him not to do that anymore, but he…” Rachel looked at her with helplessness and apology. “I’m sorry. I apologize to you on his behalf.”

“No need,” Paige replied nonchalantly.

“Would you still be willing to join the Elite Club?” Rachel asked eagerly.

Paige didn’t understand Rachel’s repeated invitations.

“I genuinely admire you,” Rachel coughed, continuing, “Joss, I know you may feel that the Elite Club’s system is unfair, but wouldn’t it be a waste for you to just give up like this? All the best resources are within the Elite Club. With your abilities, joining the club could offer you better opportunities for development. Otherwise, as capable as you are, you won’t achieve much outside. That’s just the harsh reality.”

“Sorry, I’m an orphan with no family background or a million-dollar membership fee,”

“I can handle those things for you,” Rachel eagerly interjected.

“Are you going to invent parents for me?” Paige laughed.

“No, this weekend is my parents’ wedding anniversary, and we are hosting a banquet. Many celebrities, including some seniors from the Elite Club, will be there.”

Rachel continued earnestly, “I thought I could introduce you to them. If they appreciate you and are willing to speak up for you, we can bypass that unwritten rule, and you can join the Elite Club.”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Paige looked at her steadily, walking closer step by step.

Confused, Rachel instinctively moved back until her back touched the wall. Paige pressed on, placing her hand casually on Rachel’s side, staring at her with a hint of amusement.

“Joss…”

“You know who I am, right? Jeremy knows, and so do you,” Paige bluntly stated. She had no intention of dealing with the Gustins’ people, but they kept coming after her, which annoyed her.

Hearing this, Rachel’s eyes flickered with embarrassment. She nodded reluctantly, “Yes, I know you’re my brother’s… girlfriend.”

“Joss, don’t misunderstand. I’m not like my father. I don’t have ill intentions towards my brother; I don’t want to harm him.”

“Go on,” Paige prompted.

Rachel leaned against the wall, feeling trapped and unable to escape the conversation. After a long pause, she confessed, “Yes, I approached you with some selfish motives. I hope to use you to improve his relationship with the family, to untangle the knot between him and father… Of course, if you’re not willing, it’s okay. I truly admire you and sincerely invite you to join the Elite Club.”

“Is that so?”

“Joss…”

“Rachel, I’ll say this once. I won’t get involved in your family matters. Whether it’s intentional or not, keep your entourage away from me. Otherwise, it won’t be you bothering me in the future; it’ll be me bothering you,” Paige’s voice turned icy cold. “Don’t take it lightly. I’m not afraid of you, understand?”

Rachel persisted, “What about the banquet? Will you come? Joss, don’t give up the opportunity to join the Elite Club just because you don’t like me. You need to think about yourself.”

Despite coughing intermittently, Rachel continued persuading, “Even if you disagree with the rules and system of the Elite Club, you have to enter it first before you can break it, right?”